““Damn it, Tod!" He glared in the reaper's general direction. "Do not sneak up on me in my own house--I don't care how dead you are! Show yourself or get out." Harmony and I shared a small smile, but my father didn't notice. The reaper shrugged and grinned at me, then blinked out of the chair and onto the carpet at my father's back, now fully corporeal. "Fine," he said, inches from my dad's ear, and my father nearly jumped out of his shirt. "Your house, your rules." My dad spun around, his flush deepening until I thought his face would explode. "I changed my mind. Get out!””
