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“Hey!” Lindsay was right back to lucid at the swift kick to her ego. “She’s not going to throw up, thank you very much.” LOL!!!
That was great! 😀
Hee. I have now made everyone around me think I’m crazy. That’s what happens when you start chuckling randomly in your Political Theory lecture.
Ah, Lindsay. Way to give it away. 🙂
Thanks for the update.
Ta daaa! Update 🙂
“…no one would ever have to know that she had been writing romance novels in her head all day, ranging from G-rated works to material that would be banned in several Middle Eastern countries and detained indefinitely by Canadian Customs.”
Hilarious!
Ha, you slid in a Better than Chocolate reference. 😀
‘Rib cutters and skull chisels are not toys, Lindsay.’ Which was true. Except when they turned into Decepticons and challenged each other to a cage match to determine which one of them should rule the morgue. – Hahahaha
The bit with Cindy, the bonesaw, and what Claire would believe was adorable.
“I’m not commenting on her choice of outfit, Lindsay. She looks like she’s going to throw up.” – Ha!
Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!! another great update, you should start a book about these two, too bad the characters are owned by Patterson. I would definitely buy if you were the author. You are GREAT!!!!
Glad to see the latest two updates, which were great!
As usual, you perfectly capture the characters.
Keep up the fabulous work, and thanks for sharing it with us!
Squuueeee…. had to go back and reread this to catch up. It’s just as good as it was the first time.