She reached up and curled her fingers into mine. He should take you to dinner. To say that the mere thought horrified me would have been a grievous understatement. I threw up a little in my mouth then swallowed hard. I told Taft when I recovered, Just please, for the love of God, find a girl good enough to take home to your mother. And do it soon. And stop dating skanks.
Darynda Jones