About That Proposal, Cupcake..." Morelli

I Was On My Back, Looking Up At Morelli Through Cobwebs, And My First Thought Was That The 7-eleven Victim Had Exacted Revenge On Me, And I’d Been Stun Gunned. The Cobwebs Cleared, And I Discounted Stun Gunning. “what Happened?” I Asked Morelli. “you Fainted.” “that’s Ridiculous.” “i Agree, But If Someone Sent Me A Dead Woman I Might Faint, Too.” He Was Down On One Knee, Bending Over Me. “are You Ready To Get Up?” “i Need A Moment.” “don’t Take Too Long. People Will Think I’m Proposing.

My Professional Aspirations Were Simple - I Wanted To Be An Intergalactic Princess.

I Paused For A Light At Hamilton And Twlfth And Noticed The Nissan Was Running Rough At Idle. Two Blocks Later It Backfired And Stalled. I Coaxed It Into The Center Of The City. Ffft, Ffft, Ffft, Kapow! Ffft, Ffft, Ffft, Kapow! A Trans Am Pulled Up Next To Me At A Light. The Trans Am Was Filled With High School Kids. One Of Them Stuck His Head Out Of The Passenger-side Window. "hey Lady," He Said. "sounds Like You Got A Fartmobile." I Flipped Him An Italian Goodwill Gesture And Pulled The Ball Cap Low On My Forehead. (three To Get Deadly)

I Need To Look Like An Idiot At Least Twice A Day To Keep Myself Humble.

I Don't Mean To Change The Subject Or Anything, But Have You Tried Concealer On That Zit?" Cynthia Lotte - Hot Six