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“I’m dead, not male,” I snarked.  “Besides.  I had guy friends in college that said they thought we females lucked out in the ‘carry shit around with you’ department.”

“Yeah, well,” she sputtered.  “They lucked out on the comfy shoes and clothes that work on fat people department.  I mean, seriously.  Heather gray in regular sizes is manatee gray in plus sizes.”

I snorted, then choked on a giggle.  “Say what, now?”

Andi eyed my scrawny figure. “Not that you’d ever have had the same problem,” she said. 

“No,” I admitted.  “I routinely forgot to eat when I got busy, and was anorexic in high school because it was all the rage.”

“God have mercy,” she blurted out, staring at me instead of fastening her seat belt.  “A serious psychological disorder was trendy?”

“Keep in mind, hon,” I said gently.  “I’m probably your mother’s age, rather than yours, no matter what I look like.  There were a lot of things that were trendy that shouldn’t have been.  Like Anne Rice.”

Andi finished fastening her seat belt with a sigh.  “Anne Rice wrote better vampires than Stephanie Meyer.”

I glanced in my rearview mirrors, then twisted around to back up without hitting the Mustang.  “Honey, everybody writes better vampires than Stephanie Meyer, but she’s the one sleeping on pallets of cash.”

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