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I suppose I’ll have to clean up Freddy’s brains I hate to leave a mess for the home owners. Hand me that plastic bag I need to put it over his head to keep him from leaking. Oh, relax, Freddy I’ll tear an airhole for you.” - Mercer

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Rachel Caine
Age: 58 †
Born: 1962
Born: April 27
Died: 2020
Died: November 1
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Julie Fortune
Roxanne Longstreet Conrad
Roxanne Longstreet
Roxanne Conrad
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Owners
Brain
Relax
Mercer
Hate
Suppose
Freddy
Keep
Mess
Leaking
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Tear
Home
Tears
Brains
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Leave
Bags
Needs
Head
Plastic

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Hannah leaned against the wall. Mind if I call shotgun? Since you're carrying one? Feel free.
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You are the weirdest girl ever.” “Please. You live with Eve.
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He rose to his feet and padded down the last few steps silently, came up behind Kim, and leaned over her to say, “I vant to drink your blood” in a heavy, fake Dracula accent. She shrieked, flailed, and a zombie ate her brains on-screen.!
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Where's your sense of adventure? Off on a beach somewhere with your sanity?
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bite me. oh wait, you can't from way out there. - eve
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You're just full of awesome did you know that?
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People talk about nature as a mother, but to me she's always been Medea, ready and willing to slaughter her children.
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Take her home. And- Say nothing- yes, yes, I heard you the first seven hundred times, Myrnin said, much too sharply. I'm ancient. I'm not deaf.
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In any group of people, no matter how hard-assed they might appear, there’s always a geek.
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Of course, I thought I was badass at sixteen, too. Wait, I was badass at sixteen. Oh, yeah.
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Yeah, she was hot, all right, but I think she had the hots for you - kept saying how she saw you over at the Waterhouse last year and you were all, like, wow, amazing. It was like a menage a trois, only you weren't there, thank God.
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You're dead, I repeated. So why are you in my dream? He raised the bill of his olive drab ball cap with one finger. Good question. Morbid, isn't it? What? Dreaming about dead peolpe. Creepy. You ever see a therapist about that? I'm not - Even in dreams, I couldn't win an argument. Even when he was dead.
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Myrnin, she said. He didn't show up at the rendezvous. And? Dude's crazy, in case you didn't notice recently. He probally went of the chase butterflys or something
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Why did you destroy Manny's office, then? I--can't breathe-- That is the point of choking you, I pointed out. Haste, please, if you want to live. -Cassiel
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The author wishes to thank: Good fortune, Godiva chocolates, and Slim-Fast
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Myrnin said softly. And how is it that you do not understand that HERE, in THIS place, this girl belongs to me, not to you?
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But that quickly faded, and he frowned. You're bleeding, he said. What happened? Claire sighed and held up her wrist to show him the bandage. Man, you would be so embarrassed if I said it was something else. Michael looked blank. I'm a girl, Michael, it could have been all natural, you know. Tampons?
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She was starting to feel a little like a hamburger at a dieters’ convention. Nobody was likely to snack on her, but absolutely everybody noticed she was edible.
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Who's Myrnin? Claire controlled an urge to roll her eyes. Badass crazy vampire scientist who's my boss. You realize no part of that sentence made sense, right?
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If you ask me if I’m imagining it again, I’m going to punch you out, Dead Man Walking.” Michael raised his eyebrows and glanced at Eve. “He doesn’t sound crazy.” “Er,” she clarified, “crazier. He sounds like he’s back to normal, which is baseline crazy.
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