Well, I’m back at it.

We left off with Karen  lying about the location of her doll because she’s stupid. Also with me binging on caffeine, but that’s actually nothing new.

My kitchen is currently full of bees, and I’m home alone and a wuss about getting stung, so I don’t have any access to more coffee for this part. Wish me luck!

( Chapters 11-20 )

I haven’t read a Karen book in years, and with good reasons. First off, I only own about eight of them. Second, reading it more than once is like a slow form of torture. But I was browsing through my book box looking for stuff to snark, and came across this one, with a gem of a tagline.


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