A Leaner Meaner Midlife
I want to live my life in peace for a little while as opposed to pieces. I don’t know who I have to bribe to catch a break, but I’m willing to pay the big bucks.
Apparently, no one got the memo. Midlife is one messy ride.
Fine. I’m off to Lexington, Kentucky to find a self-proclaimed dragon who sports a mullet, beer belly and delusions of Immortal grandeur. This time he’s gone too far. He’s messed with me and mine for the last time.
The way to end a dragon is to remove his tail. We thought we had. A tail is in the back. Right?
Wrong.
So, so wrong.
With the love of my Immortal life by my side along with a few smack-talking, geriatric Nephilim and a foul-mouthed, toothpick loving Keeper of Fate, I’m ready.
And when it’s done, I’m taking a freaking vacation. I’ve earned it.
It’s time to slay the dragon for good.
This time there will be no mercy.
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