"Sorry. I apologize; it has been a bad day. What, with the War ending, Rabsha dying... and of course finding out I am being pleasantly haunted by my w...fe's spirit."The God absent-mindedly tore open the bag of curly worms and began to munch. The aroma of cheese wafted up to my nose and my stomach reminded me how long it had been since I had eaten. Even cheese worms made my mouth water."This all a bit of a shock, I'm afraid," the God held out the bag for me and without thinking, I snatched a. Suddenly I wasn't so sure that I couldman up in the face of such determined women. I had lost all of my bodyhair on my chest arms and legs."I see, Sam, that you have decided to enter into the spirit of things"said Riane."That was a rotten trick and you know it." I replied. "You know that Iwouldn't have done that myself." Oh, do I? Look, why don't I call you Samantha and you just go the wholenine yards and wear a dress. You know you want to." I most certainly don't. Look I'll wear your. I’d decided the first time I met her that she was the toughest pixie in the world. She was also smart as a whip and more ambitious than Bill Gates, and Elena said that she’d be Prime Minister one day. I shrugged. ‘Anita, I don’t talk to Magda about you and I’m not going to talk to you about her. Why don’t you ask her? You see more of her than I do.’ To my surprise she grinned. ‘That’s exactly what she said you’d say. I didn’t believe her: I said that guys always like to boast about their women,. His sharp claw of a hand squeezes and pierces the soft flesh of my neck cutting off my breath entirely. His nails dig and bite and I suddenly feel tiny trickles of blood bubble and run to my shoulders. My eyes bulge as I struggle to free myself, my chest and lungs threatening to burst as my head swims with terror. But it is not enough for him as he bashes my head against the window over and over until I quit struggling and accept my fate, praying fervently that the darkness will come so I.