Undead and Unfinished by MaryJanice Davidson

Author:MaryJanice Davidson [Davidson, MaryJanice]
Language: inh
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Paranormal, Fantasy, Romance, Fiction, Vampires, Occult & Supernatural, Contemporary, Paranormal Romance Stories, Humorous, Sisters, Humorous Fiction, Taylor; Betsy (Fictitious Character), Sinclair; Eric (Fictitious Character), Hell, Thanksgiving Day
ISBN: 9780515149692
Google: qroCTwEACAAJ
Amazon: 0515149691
Publisher: Jove
Published: 2010-01-01T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 35

Betsy, no! You can’t!” Laura started to scurry after me. “Nobody’s seen us and we can get out of here safely, and even if we couldn’t, we can’t interfere. Are you nuts?”

“All sorts of men and women and kids, kids, Laura! Hung for no reason at all. No. Worse than that. Hung because nobody could be bothered to stand up and say, ‘Cut the shit, you Puritan fucks.’ Well, I’m gonna.”

I’d gone up exactly one step to the church doors when Laura tackled me from behind.

“Ow! Laura, if I get tetanus from splinters, I’m gonna have to walk for a long time to find an appropriately stocked ER.” I tried to stand—I’d fallen right against the steps—but she was hanging on to my calves like grim death.

“We can’t interfere!”

I stifled the urge to stomp on her knuckles. “Why not?”

Laura opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Unfortunately, that had no effect on her grip. For a cutie in jeans and her dad’s belt, she had the grip of a crack-addled anaconda. “Come on, have you never seen a movie or read a book about time travel? Things always get worse when people meddle.”

“Meddle?” I squatted and started gently prying her fingers off me. “You sound like you’re channeling a villain from Scooby Doo. ‘And I would’ve gotten away with it, if it wasn’t for you meddling kids and your stupid talking Great Dane.’ ”

“You could make things worse!”

“Worse than this?” I gestured at the church, supposedly a symbol of light and love, but right now nothing more than a prison run by asshats.

“You could really screw things up. What if you accidentally kill—um—Benjamin Franklin’s grandfather?”

“Jeez, Laura, I’m not going to kill anybody.” Probably. “I’m just gonna give that awesome witch a helping hand. Not that she’s a real witch.” Probably.

“Please don’t make this worse!”

“Oh that’s nice! Do you recall me spending most of our field trip to hell explaining to you, multiple times, that we should not time travel, we should not teleport, you should not grow wings, and we should not go to hell in the first place? Huh? Because I remember it all very vividly, Laura. So don’t get in my way now unless you’re running for hypocrite of the year.”

I bent down to loosen her grip again, but, stricken, she let go. Her big eyes were shining—she wasn’t crying, but only just, and I instantly felt seriously shitty. “I didn’t think of it like that. You’re right. It’s pretty mean for me not to support you when you’ve been doing so much to help me.”

Well, nuts. That took the wind out of my sails. Call me a dumbass, but I almost didn’t like it when people sincerely apologized while I was still mad. I’d be all puffed up and pissed, when, whooooosh. And you can’t keep bitching after you get the apology. That is not cool at all.

“It’s all right,” I said, because it also wasn’t cool to not acknowledge the apology I didn’t want at that time.

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