First Grave on the Right (Charley Davidson, #1)

by Darynda Jones

It was about the time I was imagining my reluctant appearance and off-the-cuff speech at the Really, Really Right Awards Ceremony

Still, her sudden and complete hatred of all things Charley Davidson struck hard. I simply couldn’t comprehend where her hostilities were coming from. We were best friends one minute, then mortal enemies the next. It was such a shock. I still thought about it often,

I was devastated. Betrayed, once again, by someone I’d loved. By someone I’d thought loved me.

Laughing was like Jell-O. There was always room for Jell-O.