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Lula Had Eminem Cranked Up. He Was Rapping About Trailer Park Girls And How They Go Round The Outside, And I Was Wondering What The Heck That Meant. I'm A White Girl From Trenton. I Don't Know These Things. I Need A Rap Cheat Sheet.

By About The Sixth Romance I Knew I Wasn't In Exactly The Right Place. I Liked Writing Action. And I Wanted To Write A Book With A Little More Edge Than I Was Allowed In Romance.

I Mostly Eat Peanut Butter Sandwiches. Peanut Butter And Banana, Peanut Butter And Jelly, Peanut Butter And Potato Chips, Peanut Butter And Olives, And Peanut Butter And Marshmallow Goo. So Sue Me, I Like Peanut Butter.

The Elevator Doors Opened, And Ranger Stepped Out And Spied Tank Stretched Out On The Carpet. "fainted," I Said. Ranger Walked To Tank And Stood Hands On Hips, Staring Down At Him. "tank Doesn't Faint. I've Been In Firefights With Him. He's A Rock." "well, The Rock Fainted.

The Note Said The First Clue Was "in The Big One." I Looked At The Jumble Of Letters That Followed, And I Saw No Pattern. Not Such A Surprise, Since I Was Missing The Puzzle Chromosome And Couldn't Do Puzzles Designed For Nine-year-olds.