Quotes from Jennifer Skully

A door slammed next door. The serial killer looked up and over as a flurry of white fur pounded against the other side of the fence. "Don't start with me, you little runt, or you'll be next.

The woman from across the street edged along the side porch with some silver-wrapped casserole thing clutched to her chest like a shield.

shirts, white tails reaching her

I'm Harry Bushman.

Any man who looked at her forty-year-old butt like that deserved a reward.