"Not much scared me, but someone scratching under my bed as I lay on it was way too urban legend for me. Next I would hear a drip only to discover it was the blood of my boyfriends hanging dead from a tree. Luckily, I had no trees in my apartment. Then I thought, Hey, a tree would add a nice touch." (page 68)
A bit of a mismash from "The Boyfriend's Death" and "Dogs Can Lick Too." Fun all around.
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