California Demon: The Secret Life of a Demon-Hunting Soccer Mom (Volume 2)

California Demon: The Secret Life of a Demon-Hunting Soccer Mom (Volume 2)

Language: English

Pages: 358

ISBN: 0988684446

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


After fourteen years as a stay-at-home mom, Kate Connor has finally rejoined the workforce. But unlike most working moms, Kate can’t rearrange her home obligations to fit the needs of her job. Well, not easily, anyway. And not without a few little white lies.Because the truth is, no one in her family has any clue that she’s returned to the job of her youth. Which means no late nights working beside her husband at the kitchen table while the kids watch television. Although, when you think about it, that’s not necessarily a bad thing.Because when your job is fighting demons, taking your work home with you is a really, really bad idea … “Kenner continues to put her fun, fresh twist on mommy-lit with another devilishly clever book.”—Booklist

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cataclysmic battle. Sounds like a movie ad doesn’t it? But it’s true. And after the battle was over, I had to admit that I missed being involved in something big. Something important. Not that cheerleader tryouts and potty training aren’t important. But, well, you know what I mean. At any rate, I agreed to pick up where I left off, and suddenly I found myself with not one, but two full-time jobs: Level Four Demon Hunter and Stay-at-Home Mom. And I’m here to tell you that those two jobs don’t

to formally announce his candidacy for county attorney, and his days (and nights) had been filled with all manner of schmoozing, politicking, and fund-raising. The kids and I had gotten the short end of the scheduling stick on more than one occasion. Being a wonderfully supportive wife, I tried not to let it bother me. Some of the time, I even succeeded. “So,” I said, trying again. “What’s up?” “Just reporting in,” he said. “And I wanted to see if you needed me to get anything for you. The

head, staring hard at the warming drawer beneath the oven. I closed my eyes, then looked back up at her. “No,” I said. “No.” And then—because some demons are smarter than they look—she turned toward the warming drawer, too. And as a slow smile crept over her face, she shifted her stance. Not much, but it was enough. More, I was ready. She kept one hand tight around my neck, but to reach the drawer, she had to shift her weight off of me. When she did, I twisted, then managed to get my hand out

examined Stuart’s face and listened to his breathing. Definitely asleep. I waited a little longer, just to make absolutely sure. Then I slid slowly out of bed, careful not to bounce the mattress, shift the sheets too much, or do anything else that would clue my sleeping husband in to the change in status quo. I paused, watching him in the dark, but his breathing stayed nice and even, his eyes shut tight. I checked the baby monitor, and it was on. I turned the volume all the way up, just to make

and the traffic along Rialto. After a few more minutes of silence, David broke it for me. “You have a good heart, Katie-kins.” “What did you just call me?” I asked, my voice remarkably stable. “I called you Kate. That’s your name, right?” “No,” I said. “You called me Katie-kins.” Eric used to call me that. I hated it, but he’d say it anyway, just to get a rise. It had started when we’d first met, me thirteen and him a year older. He told me later that it had been love at first sight for him,

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