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"So, how’d you er to hear what she did

Her face fell "I just asked"

Oh Well, that wasn’t very exciting "But you got the to bed" She eyed Garrett self-consciously then gave me a furtive look froritted her teeth and widened her eyes I crinkled estured toward the door with a slight nod Oh! I glanced at Garrett, as trying to be the gentlee between us He suddenly had an intense fascination with the arm of the chair

"I’ll co she wanted to talk about Garrett I hoped she didn’t want me to pass him a note I didn’t have any paper on me

She opened her door then turned back "So, is he here?"

"Garrett?" I asked, confused

"What?"

"Wait, who?"

"Charley," she said, annoyed, "the little boy"

"Oh" I’d totally forgotten that while ere traipsing along the streets of Albuquerque at three o’clock thisin bunny slippers really wasn’tbarefoot--I’d let slip she had a departed child hanging in her humble abode I needed to learn to keep my mouth shut I scanned the area quickly Her apartht colors of Mexico, her décor a h identical in size and shape to hers, was e student paraphernalia "Nope, don’t see him"

"Can you check the rest of the apartuilt eating away at my innards--really, I should never have told her--ere standing back at her front door, no departed kid in sight

"Okay, I have a question for you," I said, drawing her interest "If you were the dying son of Satan, where would you stash your body?"

She cast a sy frouess would be the last place you, of all people, would be likely to look"

"No offense," I said, disappointed, "but that doesn’t really help"

"I know I suck at all of this supernatural stuff But I fry a et fried"

"Can I have hih, she said, "No, the other one"