"Mary Janice Davidson - Betsy 01 - Undead And Unwed" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davidson Mary Janice)

тАЬThese are in again!тАЭ she nearly screamed, pointing to her Gap knockoffs.

тАЬNope, sorry. Theywere trendy, but now theyтАЩre out again.тАЭ From the front I could hear a curiously
muffled sound, almost like someone was strangling on their own laughter.

Shaloser turned and, quick as thought, slammed her palm against the partition separating us from the
driver. The glass cracked but didnтАЩt break. тАЬJust drive, oaf!тАЭ

тАЬTouchy,тАЭ I commented. тАЬNot much fun kidnapping someone who thinks youтАЩre a walking, talking,
ugly-clothes-wearing-joke, is it? And by the way, Shamu, if you ever touch one of my friends again, IтАЩll
bite off all your fingers and stick them up your nose.тАЭ I smiled pleasantly. тАЬAnd that goes for olтАШ Nostril,
too.тАЭ I was all talk, of courseтАжshit, I was a secretary, not an avenger. An out of work secretary, I might
add. I could type like a son of a bitch, but IтАЩd never thrown a punch.
 But I could talk. I could yak until Judgment Day, if I had to.

тАЬYouтАЩll pay,тАЭ she said stonily. тАЬYou wonтАЩt be like this by this time tomorrow.тАЭ

тАЬBored and pissed off? God, I hope not.тАЭ

She flinched like IтАЩd poked a fork toward one of her eyes. Odd, very odd. I quickly thought about what
IтАЩd just said: bored? Pissed? God?

тАЬGod,тАЭ I said. Another flinch. тАЬJesus Christ. Lord. тАШOur Father, who art in heavenтАжтАЩтАЭ

тАЬStop it,stop it !тАЭ She was practically climbing the door, trying to get away from me. тАЬDonтАЩt say it,
donтАЩt say Those Words!тАЭ

тАЬStop talking in capital letters and I wonтАЩt.тАЭ

тАЬWhat? I donтАЩt understand you.тАЭ

тАЬNo one with your footwear,тАЭ I said with a meaningful glance at her Prada knockoffs, тАЬever could.тАЭ

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тАЬAre we there yet?тАЭ

тАЬNo.тАЭ

тАЬAre we there yet?тАЭ

тАЬNo.тАЭ

тАЬAre we there yet?тАЭ

тАЬNo.тАЭ

тАЬAre we there yet?тАЭ