He froze as the scent of her hair met him. It was touching his cheek,tickling him.I cant afford this, he thought, but he didnt move, watching her finger trace the new line. He cracked my mirror,she sa...
But I knew Nick. He was too ugly to die.
Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now.
As the joke goes, you don’t have to be faster than the wolf chasing you, just faster than everyone else running away.
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Taking a breath, I stepped into the line to find him standing right where I’d left him, smiling with his hand extended. (Rachel and Al)
Student food. His eyes went to the tomato on the sill. Whatever's in the refrigerator over pasta.
Shades of gray, I thought, knowing I was slipping into places I had vowed I'd never go.
Maybe I could be friends with a ghost. I wouldn’t be able to kill him.
I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.
I sighed. I hated the maze of bureaucracy with a passion, but I've found the best way to deal with it is to smile and act stupid. That way, no one gets confused.
I really didn’t have a choice. It wasn’t as if Kotex made a pad for this kind of a thing.
I like walking into a room and seeing your face light up when you see me, he said earnestly, the sun from the open window making his hair glow. I like arguing with Quen over the wisdom of employing a...
I handed it over, and Jenks stumbled at the weight. His head thunked into the wall of the narrow hallway. Bloody hell! he exclaimed, crashing into the opposite wall when he overcompensated. I’m all ri...
I got it this time, Daddy Warbucks, I said,
I felt sick. Buying Kisten’s and my safety from Piscary was so wrong. But it was either that or deal with a demon, and I’d rather keep my soul clean and let my morals get dingy.
Endings are not always bad. Most times they're just beginnings in disguise.
But he's Rachel Candy!-Both Jenks and Al
Arms wrapped around me, I looked over the past boxed up and piled haphazardly about, like memories in a person’s brain. It was only a matter of knowing where a thought was and dusting it off.
Tink's a Disneyland whore!"-Jenks