Do your thing, Ms. Lane. you might be criminally young, but the night is not.
Karen Marie MoningNo way. I'm not going in there. I draw the line at grave-robbing, Barrons.
It's not your pen.
I don't believe Barrons is out to destroy mankind. I don't think he particularly cares much for mankind, but I don't think he has any deep-seated desire to see us all wiped out.
Karen Marie MoningI was stunned to see that he looked stunned himself, which was an exorbitant display of emotion for Barrons.
Karen Marie MoningI hope when I'm ninety-five the only things I want are free: love, family, a good home-cooked meal.
Karen Marie MoningStichwörter: mac
The two of you are getting downright chatty, aren't you, Ms. Lane? When did you last see him? what else did he tell you?
I'm asking the questions tonight.
If an illusion of control comforts you, Ms. Lane, by all means, cling to it.
If I have to chain you to a fucking wall to protect you from your own stupidity, I will!
Wrists. Beam. Chained already Barrons. Come up with a new threat.
I'd vowed years ago to go to the grave the same way I'd been born, just a lot more wrinkly.
Karen Marie MoningStichwörter: mac
Being nearly naked around Barrons felt a lot like going to a shark convention lightly basted in blood.
Karen Marie MoningNuns? They'd take one look at Barrons and decide the devil himself had come knockng. He not only looked dangerous, he emanated something that made even me feel like crossing myself sometimes, and I'm not religious.
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