She And Thomas Had Helped Construct The

He Didn't Have A Single Clue What Was Going On With These Two Strangers, But Every Instinct Told Him Master George Equaled Good, Mistress Jane Equaled Bald- He Blinked-uh, Bad.

Bluh-huh-huh" Minho Groaned, A Shudder Of Repulsion, Like He'd Just Stepped In A Pile Of Klunk.

Kill Me!" And Then Newt's Eyes Cleared, As If He'd Gained One Last Trembling Gasp Of Sanity, And His Voice Softened. "please, Tommy. Please." With His Heart Falling Into A Black Abyss, Thomas Pulled The Trigger.

I've Been Shucked And Gone To Heaven.

I Think We Should Take A Break, Fill Our Little Tummies And Drink Up.