Diana Rowland

his shirt had more wrinkles than a smoker's lips

The memory of the previous nights fun and games rose again. Hell this whole week had been weird. With the attack at the boat launch being the shit flavored ice cream on top of the crazy pie.

What did the zombie say to the whore? Keep the tip!

Hell, right now my only weapons were Obnoxious and Snark, and I intended to use them whenever possible.

Just because I'm insane doesn't mean I have to act all crazy.

The over-weight and out of shape guy who owned the house had apparently decided that having a half-million dollar house meant that he couldn__ afford to hire someone to clean out his gutters. Now he was dead with what looked to me like a broken neck after the ladder had slipped. He__ taken the plunge into his fancy landscaping__omplete with rock garden. But hey, his fucking gutters were clean.

Too easy to lose the way.Too hard to keep from unraveling when there__ nothing to remind you of who youare and where you should be.Another eternity passes in the flick of an eyelash.

Mzatal gave a decisive nod. __ willmanage this. It cannot continue to interferewith his work. Too much is at stake.__ raised an eyebrow. __ow do youintend to manage it?___ will tell him the truth and outline theconsequences.__ was surprised Mzatal didn__ shrivelaway from the look I gave him. __ude.Seriously? You expect him to stopcrushing on me because you forbid it?__zatal frowned, contemplative.__erhaps not ideal given the entanglementof human emotions, though there is no timefor it to drag on,_ he said, as if he actuallyknew what he was talking about. __f heknows you have no interest and sees howhis distractions have affected his work, hewill subside enough for now.__y withering look became glacial.__oss, you__e completely awesome inmany ways, but you are so off-base withthis it__ not even funny._ I rolled my eyes.____e already ramped __o Interest_ up toeleven on the dial and, at this point, hedoesn__ care if his work suffers._ I took abig gulp of coffee, then ran my fingersthrough my tangled hair. __et me deal withit. Normally I__ not into directconfrontation with this sort of shit, butthere__ isn__ enough time for it to fizzle outon its own.__zatal regarded me with that damnedunreadable mask which he__ slipped on asI was talking. Great. Lords weren__ muchon being told they were wrong, but it hadto be said.

I have missed you. And I did not know anything was missing.

Coffe and breakfast with friends. What more could a girl ask for.