Amelia was sitting on the pavement in her lawn chair, a glass of wine in her hand.
For a moment they all looked at Dermot incredulously, as if he'd just announced he was going to birth a kangaroo.
What are you, Zen Master Fang?
Their backs were to me, and the vampire hadn't seen me yet I loosened the coiled chain so a good three feet of it swung free. Who to attack first? They were both small and vicious.I remembered Mack's...