The Undead Next Door

While Jean-Luc slipped his cell phone back into his pocket, he noticed there were trigger locks on all her pistols. “How many guns do you have?”

“One for every husband I went through. At least these honeys don’t shoot blanks.” Laughing, Fidelia stuffed the pistols back into her purse. “My favorite, Mr. Magnum, is upstairs in my bedroom. Too heavy for my purse.” She winked. “But talk about size—”

The thought of spending eternity without her was difficult to bear. Merde, the thought of spending a week without her was painful.

Marilyn Monroe in an Echarpe dress. Cary Grant in an Echarpe