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316 pages, Paperback
First published February 6, 2008
Here's the thing about Mediators:
We're hard to kill.
I really have to start hiding my textbooks from him. The thing is, he reads them and actually manages to retain what they say, and then applies that to other things he finds to read around the house.
Why he can't just watch TV, like a normal person, I do not know.
I won't lie or anything and say I was embarrassed for a hottie like Paul to see me in my swimsuit. I look a lot better in the navy blue one-piece suit the hotel forces us to wear than I do in those heinous shorts.
Plus my mascara is totally the waterproof kind. I mean, I'm not an idiot.
I'd have much rather talked about his sisters. For instance, had he found living with five girls as trying as I find living with three boys? I would imagine probably not, given the reverse toilet seat situation. Did they even have toilets back then? Or did they just go in those nasty outhouses, like on Little House on the Prairie?
God, no wonder Maria was in such a bad mood.
Well, that and the whole being dead thing.
"Stupid girl! I said to Diego that you were far too much of a fool to cause trouble for us, but I see now that I was wrong. You are everything I have heard about mediators-interfering, loathsome creature!"
I was flattered. I truly was. No one had ever called me loathsome before.
I was flattered. I truly was. No one had ever called me loathsome before.In the fourth book of The Mediator series, readers finally learn the full details surrounding Jesse de Silva's death. Considering that Jesse is both one of the series' main characters and Suze's main love interest, not to mention an all-around cool dude you hate to imagine being murdered at twenty, the buildup to the events in this novel can be considered, um, "extreme." To say the least.
Maybe he's busy. I mean, that was his skeleton down there. Maybe he's following it to wherever they're taking it. To the morgue or whatever. It's probably very traumatic, watching people dig up your body. Jesse didn't know anything about Hinduism and karma. At least, that I knew of. To him, his body had probably been a lot more than just a vessel for his soul.Like, what the fuck?? Not only does Suze witness the exhumation of one of her best friends' (and love's) skeleton, but Brad accidentally spears his shovel through Jesse's skull while it's happening. I truly believe Meg Cabot exhausted every drop of savagery on this plotline because let me tell you that there has been nothing in her work since then that has even come close to this level of wild ass emotional horror.
That's where he was. The morgue. Watching what they did with his remains.