A Woman Will Forget That A Man

I Turned Down Halloween Parties Every Year, Where People Wanted Zombies Raised At The Stroke Of Midnight Or Some Such Nonsense. The Scarier My Reputation Got, The More People Wanted Me To Come Be Scary For Them. I'd Told Bert I Could Always Go And Threaten To Shoot All The Partygoers, That'd Be Scary. Bert Had Not Been Amused. But He Had Stopped Asking Me To Do Parties.

I Sat On The Bed. Neither Of Us Said Anything. I Wasn't Slick And Sophisticated Enough For This. What Do You Say To Boyfriend A When He Finds You Naked In The Bed Of Boyfriend B? Especially If Boyfriend A Turned Into A Monster The Night Before And Ate Someone. I Bet Miss Manners Didn't Cover This At All.

I Wasn't Crying, My Eyes Were Running. My Eyes Were Running Because There Were Pieces Of Zombies All Over My Toys. Jesus.

I Wanted To Say Something Brilliant. My God, Holmes, How Did You Know The Zombie Was Hiding In The Flower Pot? But I Couldn't Lie.

I Don't Want Him Hurt Because He Got Out Of Hand With Me." "yet You Would Have Shot Him." I Shrugged. "i Never Said I Was Consistent, Just Serious.