By Charlaine Harris
Former manhattan urban version Nickie Callahan is calling ahead to the straightforward existence while she strikes to the sleepy university city of Knolls, Tennessee. however the girls of Knolls aren't secure. And as Nickie will get swept up in a string of brutally violent crimes, she needs to take concerns of justice into her personal palms.
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Barbara shouted something in my ear then, and I snapped to. I couldn’t make out what she was saying, but I did hear enough to tell her she was acquiring a southern accent. Barbara laughed so much that I realized she was certainly appreciating the liquor. She was flushed with the heat of packed bodies and a good dose of bourbon. Stan, her Chaucerian lover, looked mildly embarrassed by Barbara’s noisy good cheer, but it appeared he was matching her drink for drink. Maybe later in the evening I would get to see shy Stan Haskell let his hair down.
We didn’t speak again; but oddly enough, the silence wasn’t uneasy. I blocked him out of my mind, and I was half asleep by the time we got home. ATTILA WAS PRESSED IN A HOT PURRING BUNDLEagainst my leg when I woke up. He’d definitely adopted me, which showed sheer ingratitude to Mimi, who’d found him as a starving kitten and fed him to his present enormous size. He sat on the toilet lid as I showered and dried my hair. The sound of the blow dryer made him nervous, but he tolerated it to satisfy his curiosity.
She was wearing true red and she looked like a million dollars. She came and stood beside me, and I revolved to look at our reflections in the mirror. We had gazed into many mirrors together across our friendship’s span of thirteen years. I liked this reflection better than any I’d seen. We were as sharp a contrast as ever—Mimi small and dark, myself tall and fair. Some of the arrogance was missing in the way she stood and held her head; it had been pared off by the divorces. Some of the self-conscious power vested in me by my face had been knocked off my shoulders.
A Secret Rage by Charlaine Harris