A Love Story Starring My Dead Best Friend (2010) - Plot & Excerpts
I had two, both the length of my forearm, just large enough to heave a Beanie Baby at someone. I aimed one carefully, at a corner of the workshop, and sprang a purple bean creature into the air. Heather snapped her head up when she heard the sound. “Oooh. Can I try? Is it dangerous?” I considered this. “Well, I wouldn’t point it at someone’s eye or anything. Go ahead, give it a whirl.” She snapped up the other weapon, along with a penguin and a shark for ammunition, and skulked off into the corners that were piled high with costumes and props for ancient productions. It was too small a room to have anywhere to hide, but that didn’t stop Heather from flattening herself against the boxes and looking backward and forward like a parody of a spy movie. And then she fired her penguin, just over my head. “Hey! I gave you that one!” “Then return fire!” I hesitated. But, well—it was just stuffed animals. Small stuffed animals. That does not even count as violence. So I lobbed a green teddy bear at her, and it bounced off her shoulder.
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