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"Because she plays make-believe in a coffin and all of you are okay with it"

"Better than screauts out"

I rong--he’s not hot He’s evil Very, very evil "It’s sick This whole thing is sick You people are absolutely insane!"

The guy stands "You need to leave You want to see Eli? Wait for him to spend all his money so he can visit you this summer This party is for Olivia and the people who care for her You don’t belong here"

The door opens and Eli and Olivia walk in Eli had been suy and Eli’s mouth firms into a hard line "Is there a problem, Oz?"

His crazy narin and I’e to slap him "Nope"

Eli surveys me and his jaw relaxes "Are you okay?"

Embarrassed--yes Mortified--definitely Okay--not at all "Yeah"

"I need to speak to hter" Olivia pats Oz’s ar, looks at me over her shoulder and mouths "leave" He walks out and I’ve never been so happy to see soo in my life Hot or otherwise

Olivia eases into the chair across frohter frohts one up "I have cancer and the doctors aren’t hopeful"

I steal a peek at Eli, who rests his back against the wall He’s watching lass bowl "I’ht and lived a great life God calls us all home at soh that tickles my throat

"Funerals are expensive," she states It’s a pause and an uncoely fascinated by the way she holds her foreararette fro this will continue the conversation

She nails Eli’s smile and I notice her dark eyes--h to have a granddaughter row older

"And if I’ to waste that much money on a party, I prefer to be part of the action"

"So you planned your own funeral and attended it" Weird Very, very weird

"Yes Sorry about earlier Bad tiht I’d test-drive the bed in a box See what these bones could be spending eternity in It’s either that or the furnace"

I shift in my chair That’s not weird It’s nuts

"Eli fucked up the e-mail to your family Put in the obituary instead of the party announceured I’d be the best person to write what I want people to read after I bite" Olivia takes another drag off her cigarette and flicks the ashes into a coffee