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The day I died started out bad and got worse in a hurry

I hit my snooze alarm a few too many times and was late for work And didn&039;t have tiobbled a pair of chocolate Pop Tarts while waiting for the bus My ot s?), but a nutritionist would have smacked me upside the head with her calorie counter

At a nine a I found out the recession (the one the President has been denying for two years) had hit ht between the eyes: I had been laid off Not unexpected, but it hurt, just the saod forbid any of senior ement be shown the door Nope; the clerks and secretaries had been deemed expendable

I cleaned outat me (the ones left, that is), and scuttled ho on The e was from my stepmonster: "Your father and I won&039;t be able to htI just realized we have an earlier commitment Sorry" Sure you are, jerk "Have fun without us" No probleht" Translation: Maybe some poor slob will marry you and take you off my hands My stepmonster had, from day one, related to me in only one way: as a rival for her new husband&039;s affections

I went into the kitchen to feed ain Always looking for adventure, h it&039;s more like I&039;m her Betsy)

I looked at the clock My, my Not even noon

Happy birthday to me

As it turned out, we had a freak April snowstorm, and my party was postponed Just as wellI didn&039;t feel like going out, putting on a happy face, and drinking one too many daiquiris The Mall of Aot to be in the mood for crowds, overpriced retail ht I wasn&039;t

Nick called around eight pht spot Nick Berry was a detective orked out of St Paul I&039;d been attacked a couple ofit mildly I don&039;t like to talk about it-to think about it-but what happened was, a bunch of creeps juolian Barbecue (all you can eat for 1195, including salad, dessert, and free refills) I have no idea what they wanted-they didn&039;t take my purse or try to rape me Basically, they clawed and bit at me like a bunch of rabid squirrels while I fended them off with the toes of my Manolo Blahniks and screamed for help as loud as I couldso loud I couldn&039;t speak above a whisper for three days Help didn&039;t couys ran away Skittered away, actually While I leaned against lanced back and it looked like a few of thened to the case, and he interviewedthe bite marks All fifteen of them The intern who took care ofthe theme from Harry Potter

That was last fall Since then, more and more people-they didn&039;t discri attacked The last two had turned up dead So, yeah, I was freaked out by what happened, and I&039;d sworn off Kahn&039;s until the bad guys were caught, but rateful it hadn&039;t been worse

Anyway, Nick called and we chatted and, long story short, I pro Book O&039; Bad Guys onepro-active, but ht (six feet), dark blonde, swimmer&039;s build, and looked like an escapee from a Mr Hardbody calendar I&039;ve broken the law, Officer, takeOfficer Nicklaid inwhat year was it? Not that I&039;m a prude I&039;m just picky I treat et et I save up for o on my feet

Yep, that&039;s le, dead-end job (well, not any cat runs away about three ti of the catI had just heard her telltale Riaaaooo! from the street Super! Giselle hated the snow She had probably been looking for a little spring lovin&039; and gotten caught in the stor for rescue And when I did rescue her, she&039;d be horribly affronted and wouldn&039;t make eye contact for the rest of the week

I slipped into , but I could see Giselle crouched in the middle of the street like a small blob of shadow One with a her-why do I call cats?-then cloh my yard into the street

Normally this wouldn&039;t be a problem, as I live at the end of the block and it&039;s a quiet street However, in the snow on icy roads, the driver didn&039;t see : sla doesn&039;t hurt I know that sounds like a crock, some touchy-feely nonsenseone But the fact is, your body is so trau, it shuts down your nerve endings Not only did dying not hurt, I didn&039;t even feel the cold And it was only ten degrees that night

I handled it badly, I ad to plow into , duhts I couldn&039;t move, not even to save rateful little wretch sca The car hit me at forty miles an hour, which was survivable, and knocked s break I heardice in o involuntarily for the first time in twenty-six years In the dark,I saas Giselle sitting onI heard was the driver, screa for help