Preston Padgett

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Wayne stood still, jaw clenched. No jokes about … well, the obvious things. Besides, he’d just learned something far worse. Something that was no cause for laughter. Marasi looked at him, then frowned. “Wayne, what’s wrong?” He sat down, shaking his head. “Wayne?” Marasi said, rising, sounding genuinely concerned. “I didn’t mean to snap at you. It’s just that—” “I don’t mind what you said,” Wayne said. “Then what?” “Well,” he said, looking at MeLaan, “I’d just always assumed … you know … that humans tasted wonderful.” “Nope,” MeLaan said. “You’re really woundin’ my self-esteem,” Wayne said. ...more
Preston Padgett
Wayne’s just naturally funny man
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