Book Five: Chapter 149

An apple a day keeps the doctor away, Jenny announced. You suck at this game.

War said nothing, but Beth saw that the veins in his neck bulged dramatically. He tapped his sword on the ground, then growled in frustration.

“What are you playing at, Raggedy Anne?” He looked up around. “You mad that nobody ever loved you?”

My little girl grew up to be a complete whore. Jenny giggled. She was your mom.

This actually made Famine burst into laughter. It quickly became a belly laugh, and Famine wiped some tears from his eyes.

“Oh, she’s trying to go so hard on you,” he cried. “Stupid girl doesn’t even know that we don’t have a mother.”

That’s what the angels told you so you wouldn’t feel sad. Jenny’s voice was behind them now. Just you wait, fat-ass. I have something special planned for you.

“Whatever you say.” He sat on a couch that appeared behind him and pulled popcorn out of the air. Beth recalled a part