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"Guten Tag," I said, hefting the sage jar in salute "Stay where I can see you, or I go back inside"

I knew he'd comply because, for so and threats to our faces Grumbles in Gere to it If Kra them at the house, there wouldn't be any e that had Tyler continually coughing kept Kraeist things at it while cursing us in a lish, with possibly soood measure

Dark swirls appeared next to the porch, then the fa out like a stack of bleached hay topped the ghost's tall, thin fralass in

"Hexe," Kramer hissed once he was fullythe Ger he would ramble on this ti the feminist movement these past several decades must've really burned your toast"

The Inquisitor didn't respond with a slew of curses like norh to reveal teeth that were best kept unseen E didn't begin to cover ly brown stumps

"Toast? No, that is not what I burn," he replied, his expression showing that he savored each word

If I hadn't known that Bones was in the cellar working on thisprick's trap as we spoke, I'd have turned around and gone right back inside But that would only e to the house that we'd have to take time away from the trap to repair; plus it would let Kraest , however, was sithe last woman he'd picked out Elisabeth still hadn't found her, and our research efforts hadn't turned her up yet, either I wasn't alone, with no one believing host dished out, like she was I could stand here and deal with him because it was all I could do for that woht her to Spade and Denise

"You're going to have a lonely Halloween this year, ith Francine and Lisa being out of reach," I noted coolly "And ill you do e find the last wole-toothed friend Then the only things you'll be toasting with your temporarily fleshy paws are marshmallows"

That got lish, sonizing certain words, so I got the gist of it

"Blah blah blah, I'm a slutty witch, and the fires of hell await me, blah You really need some new material My mother can curseat me I knocked it aside with one hand, the other still wrapped around the sage jar Kray punches atas I had that close by, and those punches hurt a lot ot lucky and the next one he threw landed onto wear this Halloween," I said, as if a board being chucked at ht "I haven't dressed up for it in ages, but you've inspired o as Elphaba from Wicked She was a misunderstood witch who had a mob after her, but she tricked theht?"

More curses, this ti not only me, but the womb that bore me and the dark lord who fathered ht My father was a Class A assle He and Kra in co a life sentence consisting of truly cruel and unusual punishments, from what I'd heard

"I just love our talks," I went on, avoiding the three new boards that he hurtled at et out of theht, I took some curtain scraps and a few slivers of board pieces and s off before driving a nail up its ass I ht to do that-"

"You will die in fla up so close to e brushed hiht hiive Kraaze bored into mine with cruelty too deep to be madness, and when he bared those repellant teeth at me, I couldn't help but think that when he was alive, his breath would've stunk enough for me to smell it from a dozen feet away

"I don't think so"

My voice was steady, and I didn't blink as I stared back at him "I'm a va enough, and I can't get away, but I' I'll die one day at the hands of soer, faster, and just plain luckier with a silver knife You, on the other hand, won't ever die, will you? You'll stay stuck in that air cloud you call a body, watching the world pass you by while you can't do anything except rage at it, and most of the time, no one in it can hear you Me? I'd rather be dead than that"

Kramer didn't move, but I felt his fury in the coldness that rolled across rees in the past few seconds Then, a ripple flowed across his body like a rock skipped across a pond,hi color His tunic wasn't brown, it was gray with reen than the pale color they'd looked before He had pockmarks in his skin that the haziness and his stubbly white beard had concealed, and his silvery hair still held faint streaks of blond

Without reaching out my hand, I kneas now as solid as I was Elisabeth had looked much more vivid when she'd been flesh, and so did her uided idea that putrefied flesh equated to holiness, or fro puddle when Elisabeth incited your horse to throw you and break your neck?" I asked softly "I wonder how long you can hold on to that flesh before it's gone Two minutes, maybe three?"

As I asked the question, I silently dared him to make a move Please, oh please, try to hit ainst an opponent who isn't made of air!

Kramer sood thing

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