Darynda Jones, Third Grave Dead Ahead

"Want coffee?"I asked, as I headed that way."It's three thirty in the morning.""Okay. Want coffee?"

"At first, I could lie about my lack of sleep and she'd fall for it, but she started suspecting insomnia when I began seeing purple elephants in the air vents at the office. I knew I shouldn't have asked her about them. I thought maybe she'd redecorated."

"After a long, labored sigh, I said, “She was really happy when I got there. I’m pretty sure she was suicidal when I left.”“You do have that effect on people."