Til Death

The third day of your honeymoon finds us sitting at your kitchen table, using the knives my parents gave you as a wedding gift to whittle wooden stakes from broken chair legs. I spent my whole life in love with you, and even allowed myself a brief moment of hope that you might return my affection one drunk morning when we crossed over the line between friendship and something more. Then you went and got married. To a vampire. When you called me for help killing her, how could I say no?

© 2012 JMS Books LLC (Rafbók): 9781611523140

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Rafbók: 5 augusti 2012