“Nothing about my life now is what I envisioned. I’m dating three dangerous men. Grams is working with some of the best doctors in the world. I’m going to school for forensic science while working nights at a sex club. All the while, I’m spending my off time burying bodies with the man I love. I’m a killer.” The last declaration made my throat close up. I cleared my throat and continued. “My best friend isn’t my best friend after all. I think Nick is paying people to download my podcast, because I now have ten thousand subscribers. And Bitchy Bertha is telling me my egg salad sandwiches aren’t
...more
