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Marcos Ramirez, Zombie Hunter (prelude)

Marcos Ramirez, Zombie Hunter (prelude)

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"You will help us, then?"

"I never said I wouldn't. Besides, you're an old friend of the family. I won't disappoint."

"And your fee?"

"Don't worry about that. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

"Thank you, Señor Ramirez. Thank God for you. I pray for your safekeeping."

"Like I sad, Padre, you have nothing to worry about. I'll fix your problem, and then you can thank me. Until then, though, keep your doors locked at night."
  • So I arrived home a six this evening, worked on the deck until eight thirty, passed on dinner, and went to bed before nine. My dad called and woke me up at ten so I thought I'd just check out the LJ while I was up. (I know I went a little too far with the whole parental thing but you hit a raw nerve in my empty nest.) Anyway, I read this post and I must thank you now for the dreams that will follow tonight. You're awesome.
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