Red lipstick on a pale carpet would have looked awkward. He gazed at Tammy as if he'd been hit with a hammer right between the eyes. She put her hands on her hips and actually stamped her foot. He might be a prejudiced, woman-hating, good ol' boy, but he was a cop, too.
She just couldn't seem to cope with me dating the undead. He was helping me pull my skirt into place. I tried just quitting, twelve steps, you name it, I tried it. My face hurt even if it was healing.
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