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Название книги: Danse Macabre
Автор(ы): Laurell Hamilton
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Danse-Macabre-167946.html
To Jonathan, who comforts me while I weep; who holds me close while I scream; who understands why I rage. Because he knows how to weep, understands that pleasure can come in a scream, and has his own rage to
battle. They say opposites attract, but not for me.
1
IT WAS THE middle of November. I was supposed to be out jogging, but
instead I was sitting at my breakfast table talking about men, sex, werewolves, vampires, and that thing that most unmarried but sexually active women fear most of all—a missed period.Veronica (Ronnie) Sims, best friend and private detective, sat across from
me at my little four-seater breakfast table. The table sat on a little raised alcove in a bay window. I did breakfast most mornings looking at the view out onto the deck and the trees beyond. Today, the view wasn't pretty, because the inside of my head was too ugly to see it. Panic will do that to you."You're sure you missed October? You didn't just count wrong?" Ronnie asked.I shook my head and
Название книги: Danse Macabre
Автор(ы): Laurell Hamilton
Жанр: Научная Фантастика
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Danse-Macabre-167946.html
To Jonathan, who comforts me while I weep; who holds me close while I scream; who understands why I rage. Because he knows how to weep, understands that pleasure can come in a scream, and has his own rage to
battle. They say opposites attract, but not for me.
1
IT WAS THE middle of November. I was supposed to be out jogging, but
instead I was sitting at my breakfast table talking about men, sex, werewolves, vampires, and that thing that most unmarried but sexually active women fear most of all—a missed period.Veronica (Ronnie) Sims, best friend and private detective, sat across from
me at my little four-seater breakfast table. The table sat on a little raised alcove in a bay window. I did breakfast most mornings looking at the view out onto the deck and the trees beyond. Today, the view wasn't pretty, because the inside of my head was too ugly to see it. Panic will do that to you."You're sure you missed October? You didn't just count wrong?" Ronnie asked.I shook my head and
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