The Hitwoman Gets Lucky (Confessions Of A Slightly Neurotic Hitwoman) - Plot & Excerpts
I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for the respite from the fresh air and wildlife. I could handle air conditioning, incessant advertising, and the familiar hum of commerce.“This way.” Patrick grabbed my hand, pulling me through the mall when I stopped to stare longingly into the candy store. He jabbed at an elevator button impatiently.“That won’t make it get here any faster,” I told him. “Where are we going?”“To the beach.”I frowned. I’d thought I had managed to escape the beach.We stood aside to let a mother pushing a stroller exit the elevator before we stepped inside. It was one of those all-glass contraptions. As it slowly began its ascent, I wondered if it was what God’s day-to-day life felt like. If it was, I felt guilty about not letting him out more often.“Whatchya thinking?” Patrick asked.I couldn’t very well tell him that I was worried about the lizard’s mental health. “I was wondering how many times they have to clean this every day.”“I’ve seen your place,”
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