“Dad!” I said, trying to get his attention. “It is so official you are a bad father. Good fathers do not shoot… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
This guy in high school tried to run me over with his dad’s SUV. Bad shoved the vehicle through a store window.”… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
I'm sorry to have to tell you this way, but your mother and I are separating." When I pressed my mouth together,… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
My real mom died when I was born—hemorrhaged to death while giving birth to me, which has never been one of my… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
Oh, I forgot to tell you," Cookie said. "Amber wants your dad to get a teriyaki machine so she can sing for… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
I shifted in my chair as Dad waited for a response. He seemed determined, his resolve unwavering. This would take tact. Prudence.… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
Cookie had taken her daughter amber to school then walked the thirty-something feet to work earlier. Our business was on the second… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
He bombarded me with words, of all things, apparently clueless to the fact that the predawn hours rendered me incapable of coherent thought. — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
I have three words for you," EMT Guy said. "Possible internal bleeding." I turned back to him. "Don't you think if I was bleeding… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
God I loved Sammy. I’d considered marrying him, but his wife got upset when I asked for his hand. — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“Oh, my god, I don't know. What do you want?" "You," he said, his voice lowering an octave. "I want you, Dutch, body and… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“If ever there was a time to carry a flashlight, it would definitely be at night.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
In three hundred feet, turn right," Darth Vader said. The Darth Vader. I felt like we were friends now. Like I could tell him… — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“The asshole slipped Peggy a five-spot to bring him his burger first. Never trust a man with a penis.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
“I reported to work the next morning looking like something the cat dragged in, half eaten yet somehow still alive.” — Darynda Jones Copy Share Image
