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Six Sentence Sunday
Nov. 18th, 2012 10:33 pmA little from my nano novel with is a sequel to The Darkest Midnight in December I think my demon hunting boys are going to think I'm never going to write them a story when they're not freezing to death.
It's January 1932 and they're on the midnight patrol in Pittsburgh. No one is happy about it (it might be clear but the threat Taglioferro made was of neutering should Temple touch his niece, Jo).
“Taglioferro is not going to have to worry about his threat against me,” Temple said. “One night of this, and my best assets are going to freeze off.”
“Really Temple? In front of a lady?” Caleb rolled his eyes.
“All I’m saying is by the end of this night, I might be a lady,” Temple growled.
It's January 1932 and they're on the midnight patrol in Pittsburgh. No one is happy about it (it might be clear but the threat Taglioferro made was of neutering should Temple touch his niece, Jo).
“Taglioferro is not going to have to worry about his threat against me,” Temple said. “One night of this, and my best assets are going to freeze off.”
“Really Temple? In front of a lady?” Caleb rolled his eyes.
“All I’m saying is by the end of this night, I might be a lady,” Temple growled.
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