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290 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1993


“When I told Mother and Dad I wanted a playmate, I was hinting for a kitten,” Molly said. “I like being an only child. Do you here this?” There was a shushing sound, then Molly’s voice again. “That was me pouring myself a medicinal scotch and soda. You have till I finish it to fill in the rest of the story. Then I’m going to bed. Ready? Go!”I just loved it. Certainly a GoodRead - or listen!

A tarantula the size of a woman’s hands, the most horrifying of gentle creatures, wandered slowly across Anna’s path. “As a Park Ranger I will protect and serve you.” She talked to the creature from a safe three yards away. “But we’ll never be friends. Is that going to be a problem?”
The tarantula stopped, its front pair of legs feeling the air. Then it turned and walked slowly toward her, each of its legs appearing to move independently of the other seven.
“Yes. I see that it is.”
… she saw trails of black on her hands: blood. It seeped down from her throat, dripped to the ground. Anna chose not to worry about it. Had an artery been severed, she’d be dead by now. Next time she was in town she could get her rabies booster.
