A biography for A.E. Joneshasn’t been written yet.
“Something not from earth,” Jean Luc said. The setup was too perfect. Misha looked at me, and I sighed, dreading what he would be unable to stop himself from saying next. “Live long and prosper.”
“I don’t need to sow any damn oats. What are you two, the supernatural version of Thelma and Louise?” “Hardly,” Talia scoffed. “This car is a classic. No way would I drive it off a cliff.”
“Heaven is a big place, honey. I don't know every dead person.''They'd probably be in hell anyway.”