At 8:00 I called the Chrysler dealership and asked for a salesperson. I was on hold for five minutes when a man picked up and asked me who I was holdi...g for.“I was calling to speak to a salesperson, I need to buy some vehicles.”“Hold please.”After five more minutes, I hung up. I was pissed. I called Pensacola information for the Chrysler dealership. I got the number and it was automatically dialed for me.“Yes, I need to speak to a salesperson please, when you get someone to talk to me, I’m. She spun on her toes like a dancer, lifting the coat tails and displaying herself fully. I tried not to groan."Please," she said, linking her fingers behind my neck. "Before you go away. Do it. Take me." Stop it, Ivy," I whispered, trying to pull her arms off without rubbing my body against hers. I failed and felt myself aroused, the last thing I wanted."Snyder!" came a cry from the front of the house followed by a banging, like someone hitting the heavy door with a hammer. "Open up in the. She looked down, recoiling in horror. Mr. Ourie lay on the floor. Well, kind of ... his skin lay on the floor, but now it was cast off, like a shirt or some other piece of laundry that had been thrown away. In his place, still wearing his clothes, was some kind of creature. Something Valencia had never seen before. He had a huge ugly bald head. His body seemed to ripple with muscles, beneath his clothes. And magic. Magic seemed to ooze from his very pores, distorting her vision when she looked. Three years ago, his mother had passed away. He could still picture theday in his mind as clearly as if it had happened that morning. Thefalling rain, his family all dressed in black, everyone either crying orin stern, solemn silence. It was the absolute worst day of his life.Even after all this time, his chest still ached whenever he thoughtabout it. But he was ten years old now and he was able to ignore it.Except for this one day. March 31. The day his mother had passed on.Tears were running.