Kitty Raises Hell

Damn stupid vampires and their stupid sense of stupid superiority-

Now, what does a vampire do with a computer? Keep track of investments? Send e-mail to other vampires as you all plot to take over the world?” “I spend a lot of time on Wikipedia making corrections to the entries of historical figures I’ve known.” I blinked at him. “Really?” “No, Kitty. That was a joke.

What all the stories and romances don’t say is that happily ever after doesn’t just happen. You have to work at it. You have to keep working at it.

In the end, maybe that was what separated the real paranormal investigators from the charlatans. The charlatans kept up the aura of mystery and obfuscation. The real investigators kept asking why and how.

I don’t like going into this with a half-baked plan.” “It’s not half-baked,” I said. “It’s mostly baked. Just a little soft in the middle.” Actually, that was bravado.

Love had sneaked up on us rather than bursting upon us like cannons and fireworks.