For I Have Sinned (A Charley Davidson Story): A HeroesandHeartbreakers.com Original
Darynda Jones
Language: English
Pages: 77
ISBN: B00540L9II
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
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you liked hazelnut in it. You know, when you used to drink it.” Swimming in a sea of confusion, I asked, “What does that have to do with anything?” “Not a darned thing, sadly. Hazelnut rocks.” She reached into a cabinet for a cup. “But it might jog your memory. Do you like chocolate? Jelly beans? Crystal meth?” I gasped and looked around for a mirror. “Oh, my god, do I look like a meth head?” “No.” She shook her head. “Absolutely not.” After casting a furtive glance over her shoulder, she
her, I couldn’t quite muster the courage to pry open my eyes. Harsh light filtered through my lids anyway. I had such a serious wattage issue. “Charley…” Then again, maybe I’d died. Maybe I’d bit it and was floating haplessly toward the light like in the movies. “…I’m not kidding….” I didn’t feel particularly floaty, but experience had taught me never to underestimate the inconvenience of death’s timing. “…for real, get up.” I ground my teeth together and used all my energy to anchor myself
a groggy voice, wrestling the growing pile of clothes off my head. “What are you doing?” “Getting you dressed.” “I’m already as dressed as I want to be at—” I glanced at the digits glowing atop my nightstand. “—two o’clock in the freaking morning. Seriously?” “Seriously.” She threw something else. Her aim being what it was, the lamp on my nightstand went flying. The lampshade landed at my feet. “Put that on.” “The lampshade?” But she was gone. It was weird. She rushed out the door, leaving
once over while crunching. Other than the bullet wounds he now sported on his chest and shoulder from when I almost got him killed a couple weeks ago, he had good skin, healthy eyelashes, six-pack abs. Cookie may have been onto something. “No, I came over here to talk to you,” I said, swallowing hard. “I just happen to need painkillers at this moment in time. They in the bathroom?” I headed that way. “I ran out,” he said, blocking my path, clearly hiding something. “But you’re a bond
three-legged, partially blind horse. “Okay.” “My name is Charlotte Davidson, but call me Charley, and I’m the grim reaper.” The breath in my lungs fled as I stood there, looking her up and down, trying to wrap my head around what she’d said. She smiled knowingly. “Don’t worry. You don’t actually need to breathe. Do you like hazelnut?” After a long moment, I asked, “What?” “In your coffee?” I blinked and glanced back at the pot. “I can drink coffee?” “Oh, no. Sorry. I was just wondering if
