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Jessica
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“You don’t return your phone calls.” The vampire leaned forward, tapping my doodle with a scimitar claw. “Is that a lion with horns and a pitchfork?”
“Yep.”
“Is he carrying the moon on his pitchfork?”
“No, it’s a pie. What can I do for Atlanta’s premier Master of the Dead?”
― Magic Bleeds
“Yep.”
“Is he carrying the moon on his pitchfork?”
“No, it’s a pie. What can I do for Atlanta’s premier Master of the Dead?”
― Magic Bleeds
“You called her Kitten? And she let you? She put me in a coma for three days when I called her that? My balls never recovered from her smashing them into my spine?" "And well she should have," Bones agreed. "She's my Kitten, and no one else's”
― One Foot in the Grave
― One Foot in the Grave
“Is that a scanning electron microscope? “This’ll do, pig, this’ll do,” I murmur.
“Excuse me?”
“Sorry. Film reference, wasn’t meant as an insult.”
“Ah. I see.” His tone tells me he clearly doesn’t. I briefly consider educating him, but explaining a movie
about a talking pig who wants to be a sheepdog to a Japanese vampire just isn’t all that high on my to-do
list.”
― Dying Bites
“Excuse me?”
“Sorry. Film reference, wasn’t meant as an insult.”
“Ah. I see.” His tone tells me he clearly doesn’t. I briefly consider educating him, but explaining a movie
about a talking pig who wants to be a sheepdog to a Japanese vampire just isn’t all that high on my to-do
list.”
― Dying Bites
“Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
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“See, Don, I have this question, and I hope you’ll be honest with me.”
He pulled at the end of his eyebrow. “I think you know you can count on my honesty.”
“Can I?” I asked with an edge. “All right, then tell me: How long have you been fucking me?”
That caused him to stop tugging his brow. “I don’t know what you’re saying—”
“Because if I was going to fuck you,” I interrupted, “I’d get a bottle of gin, some Frank Sinatra music…and a crash cart for the heart attack you’d have. But you, Don, you’ve been fucking me for years now, and I haven’t gotten any liquor, music, flowers,
candy, or anything!”
― One Foot in the Grave
He pulled at the end of his eyebrow. “I think you know you can count on my honesty.”
“Can I?” I asked with an edge. “All right, then tell me: How long have you been fucking me?”
That caused him to stop tugging his brow. “I don’t know what you’re saying—”
“Because if I was going to fuck you,” I interrupted, “I’d get a bottle of gin, some Frank Sinatra music…and a crash cart for the heart attack you’d have. But you, Don, you’ve been fucking me for years now, and I haven’t gotten any liquor, music, flowers,
candy, or anything!”
― One Foot in the Grave
Jessica’s 2022 Year in Books
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