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James Patterson
Age: 77
Born: 1947
Born: March 22
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James Brendan Patterson
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Great, they give blind kids guns, I said, trying to lessen his horror. I don't even let Iggy have a gun. Usually.
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When my son, Jack, was four, I had to make a trip to Los Angeles. I asked him if he was going to miss me. 'Not so much,' Jack told me. 'You're not going to miss me?' I said. Jack shook his head, and he said, 'Love means you can never be apart.
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Witihin seconds the headhunter had lost control of his car and it squealed, sliding sideways right into several other cars. Cool!' said the Gasman.
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I don't get a chance to be funny with the thrillers. I like to be funny, and I think I am really funny. So with 'Middle School: The Worst Years of My Life', it was fun to let loose.
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The receptionist looked us over, then went back to typing something incredibly urgent—like her résumé́ for another job.
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Do I open it? Do I open it? Of course I freaking open it!
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Listen up,” I said urgently. “It’s time to round up your gear. I’m gonna check in with Patrick, and then we’re getting the flock out of here.” Ha-ha.
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I hoped I wasn't actually dead. That would make finding our parents and saving the world really hard.
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I whirled around and saw no one. No psychotic mad scientists, anyway. Jackpot, Max! Jackpot! It was was Fang, and he was giggling hysterically. For those of you just joining us, Fang doesn't giggle. Especially hysterically. So for a second, this seemed like one of the weirder dreams of recent days.
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Time for bed.” I held my fist out. One by one, my flock stacked theirs on top, and then we headed up into the trees to sleep the sleep of the innocent. Well, okay, maybe not so innocent. But the sleep of the much less guilty than others, for sure.
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Plus her mom was so awesome. She was strict about some things—don’t leave your socks lying around—but so not strict about other things, like calling the cops about my bullet wound.
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I recommend you stick to your own species, Shy Babe. p. 155
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Angel raised her hand. Excuse me. What does LTC stand for? She blinked innocently. Loving Tender Care?Gazzy suggested.If our instructor had had lasers for eyes, he would have sliced Gazzy in half. Lieutenant colonel, he sputtered.
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They turned to Angel. We will call you Little One, the leader said, obviously deciding to dispense with the whole confusing name thing. Okay, said Angel agreeably. I'll call you Guy in a White Lab Coat. He frowned. That can be his Indian name, I suggested.
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My choices were to either give in and let them kill all of us or fight back with everything I had. I chose the second one, ’cause I’m just funny that way.
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Every once in a while, I'll have a 'Do you know who I am?' moment, at least in my head. I hate that.
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Fang. I had to do some thinking about him. Me. I had some thinking to do about me too.
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After all, Fnick is Superman, said Iggy. Shut up, Jeff, I said, but I was smiling. I lifted Iggy's fingers to my face so that he knew.
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I'll just ask now: What is it about my persona that draws every insane, power-hungry nutcase to me like a magnet?
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Yes, I sounded like a pathetic weenie. I prefer to think of it as showing my softer side.
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