I love Drew.

Same. I just called it my studio. It’s where I potter about whenever I have a spare moment. Play the music I like, dabble in painting, which I’m horrible at, but it’s soooo soothing.

In the same vein of kids insisting a parent was around when they weren’t... My son, now fourteen, was reminiscing about the time he went to the zoo by himself with my husband. My husband frowned and asked when was that? My son said it was in first grade. That my husband come to pick him up from school early and they…

I’ve been a few times for work and just this past Saturday drove through on my way back to Texas. I was with my husband, who has never been. He loved it and can’t wait to go back.

Assuming your last line isn’t you tipping your hat to your story being a farce... that was pretty scary.

That’s cute.

OMG, that’s frightening. And I can totally relate. When I was very young, maybe twenty or twenty-one, I was temping as a receptionist for an electrical contractor. Their office was located in a business park that wasn’t in the best part of town. Usually myself, the owner, the office manager, and a handful of service…

I really do. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I remember that! You were so proud and honored! I was happy for you.

Yes, I buy so many other books hoping they’ll inspire a creepy thrill/chill that I won’t mind throwing money at another. Like... it will probably even be better.

Killjoy!

Kind of reminds me of that movie Odd Thomas, where shadow beings trailed evil people or something. And if you noticed them, they tried to kill you. I’m glad that wasn’t the case for your aunt.

This was quite comforting and wholesome. I love it.

This is awful to say, but I’m glad he’s dead. That was one twisted lost boy.

Creepy!

OMG, this was so creepy! I love it!

Those creepy assholes.

The plot thickens!

Scary!

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