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Huh.... Coradiel frowned, but nodded slowly. “Alright. Get out of town. I’ll help the others finish off the ghouls, grab Jack and Diane and come find you

At the end of the day, it is a bit more than Alan's sexuality that will be discussed. For Dad it is a decision that boils down to money and how comfortable you are with your son displaying himself to take pressure off the family finances. I still hold to my thoughts and comments in the last chapter.

I don't know...want to go to third???

The following is so frigging true to life.... The more they communicated, the less Ryder understood. Wolves were nothing like that; they said what they thought, and they meant what they said. Danny the human was like a tangled up ball of yarn, and Ryder was no cat to want to play with it. I am unashamedly on Team Danny & Ryder.....

Who's on second?

Bring on book 2!!! I've money on Gemma, there's a surprise or two left in her, fingers crossed...it would be delicious, sweet irony if she were to shiv the red-headed skank... I'm wondering how Desmond escaped his 'Bed Rest'...can he be saved/cured...bent over for a few/a whole lotta of guards??? Needless to say, thrills and chills await us....

The boys have powers not seen before...time to stop acting as if Snidely Whiplash has them tied to the proverbial railroad tracks...

Someone needs to temper down their enthusiasm before others notice...it is past time for Luis to be made to understand the danger he presents...

Ben has found an ally of sorts, yet no closer to home....

Much to think about….

No problem for me at all...being retired every day is a holiday and when working I truly despised the time change...such a useless affectation...

Calling shotgun!!!!

And every financial study of the costs of enforcing the death penalty, shows it costs less to incarcerate them for life...what truly galls me is that when scientific progress in crime labs is so advanced as to shed doubt on convictions, there is a determined push to ignore such evidence and proceed ahead anyways...sorry for the rant....

leaving us high and dry once again.......

The following seems to bear out @VBlew's comment.... “Drop it, Walker!” Walker chambered a round and brought the gun up to point it at Simon. Gennaro and Simon both fired, hitting Walker in the chest. Just before they fired, it looked like a puff of smoke rose up from Walker’s head. “What the fuck was that?”

Well now, there's a how do you do!!!!

Absolutely a delight to read this chapter, just superbly written......

And what would you like for supper??? He moved toward the door, boots heavy against the planks, pausing just as his hand reached the handle. He didn’t turn around, but his voice cut through the heavy air—sharp, commanding. “Clean my damn cabin.”

I'm not happy with the way Orion behaved when they went into the restaurant, the dichotomy was stunning to say the least and it displayed/showed him as a-hole, a self-centered dickhead, and it was a bonehead move by Orion towards someone who was simply their server. It was the height of bad manners and quite frankly, if he had behaved like that in front of me, we would have had words...what he did was inexcusable to another human being... Orion parades his 'husbands' like so many trophies into the restaurant, leaving no doubt who was the 'cock-of-the-walk', and as the server simply respects the power position Orion displayed, gets the following reaction....I don't get it at all.... “Your appetizers will be ready shortly.” Ryan said directly to me. Which I found a little rude towards my two husbands. My eyes lifted to his face. “Our appetizers. Not just mine. These are my husbands, hence the rings you saw. I find it rude and disrespectful towards them. You presume to think I would be interested in you when I have them.” I said in a tone that conveyed my displeasure. His tanned face visibly paled. “I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t mean any disrespect.” He started, but Tanner’s hand came across the table to mine. Squeezing it tightly. Truly bad form and very disappointing...regardless of the stuff that happens afterwards...

I suspect the test results were more than a shock, more like an earthquake to "Them"....as to what was seen by the roommate remains a mystery...

Oy!!!! What a mess!!! Then again, back in the days when I was drinking, I had plenty of chances in skanky barrooms to witness such an event... After what he’d been through, who was to say some giant sewer alligator wasn’t about to chomp him while he pissed?

So far so good....not sure about the decision to hitchhike...not the smartest move with all the wako's out there...

What am I missing?