The Foot-Bridge Tragedy - And Other Wirtings (Paperback)

Like this excerpt from Guns, Gals, and Grace: Me and Black Magic were cruising along in her father's truck (Yep. You read it right. Black magic). So there we were driving her father's truck, spending her father's money, and everything was going pretty good too, when out of the blue, serious as a heart attack, she looks me dead square in the eye and says: -Have you ever seen the Devil? S-I-L-E-N-C-E --Uh, no. -I have. I start weighing my options, when a little angel standing on my right shoulder screams in my ear, "Get out now. Jump out if you have to. Go " Then the little angel standing on my left shoulder whispers, "Reeeelaaaax. Don't move. It's all good." I hesitated for all of about five seconds, drank in another long look of the magic woman and thought to myself, 'So she has a personal relationship with the Dark Lord. Nobody's perfect.'