“Daisy was my beloved bulldog, who had some problems of her own—the main one being that she, too, was no longer alive. However, she wasn’t a ghost like Robbie. Daisy was a zombie. Long story.” — Stephen Osborne Copy Share Image
“Daisy was my beloved bulldog, who had some problems of her own—the main one being that she, too, was no longer alive. However, she… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“If you’ve harmed one hair on Nick’s head, I’m going to send you to hell so fast that Satan won’t have time to stamp… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“There was a framed print on the wall of dogs playing poker. I wanted to smash it to preserve the dignity of the world,… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“DINNER went off without a hitch up until the part where people actually sat down at the table and began to eat. After that… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“The room was deathly quiet. Maybe because I was holding my breath. You know that feeling you get when you know you’re doing something… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“If I’m to be a ghost,” I told Caps, “I’m not haunting your aunt’s gloomy old place. I’d choose someplace livelier, more fun.” “Such… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“It’s my spider, Jeffrey. He’s a tarantula.” “Yes, he certainly seems to be.” “He’s my pet.” “Better you than me. I’m not overly fond… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“My hand found its way back to her knee. I hoped it was to comfort her. I’d hate to think that my right hand… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“Sounds good. What sort of fun did you have in mind?” I rubbed my nose against his. “It’s kind of like putting together toys… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“There are good kissers and bad kissers. Good kisser: Tony. Sweet, passionate, and his lips make every nerve in your body stand up and… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“By standing and with me sitting, he was showing he was the dominant male in the room. I, however, had a .38 in a… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“I at least got Carson calmed down a little. Interested, he asked, “Really? There are demons who do that? Fuck all the time?” “Yeah.… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“It’s just that… I’m wanting to start dating myself.” I saw Gina’s eyes bug out. “I don’t mean dating myself. I’ve been doing that… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“I smiled. “Nick, this is my dead boyfriend, Robbie. If you can’t see him, at least you’ll be able to see the salt carton… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
“several complaints that night, ranging from people thinking cats were fighting to one soul who thought that a neighbor was playing a Yoko Ono… — Stephen Osborne Copy Share
