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282 pages, Hardcover
First published April 26, 2011
Ginny and Ellis were throwing away the trash and just stepping outside when Keith started the car, gunned the engine (as much as this was possible), then pulled out abruptly. He headed right for Oliver. Oliver looked surprised, but he didn't budge, even as the white car came toward him.
"What's he...?" Ellis said. "Oh God."
It looked for a moment like this battle of wills was going to accidentally--
--end in death, but at the last second, Keith turned the wheel hard, fishtailing around, sending a wave of dirty, icy slush all over Oliver.
Keith got out and surveyed his work with satisfaction. Oliver was trying to maintain his dignity, brushing himself off calmly. The force of the splash must have washed the Zippo out of his hands. He reached into an icy puddle and retrieved it. He flicked it a few times, but it didn't produce any flame.
"Doesn't work?" Keith said. "Oh, that is a pity."