By Terry Pratchett
Dying involves us all. whilst he got here to Mort, he provided him a job.
Henceforth, loss of life is not any longer going to be the tip, simply the ability to an finish. It’s a suggestion Mort can't refuse. As Death's apprentice he'll have unfastened board, use of the corporate horse - and being useless isn't obligatory. It's a dream activity - till he discovers that it may be a killer on his love life...
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Ben carried two trays with a total of four plates of food. Two were filled with rice, and the others with several steaks and a pile of vegetables. A jar of spicy Thai shrimp rose near a glass of water. I called out to them. “Hey, Ben! ” Cruise Confidential ° 33 “He eats like this every day,” Amy added. ” They disappeared into the crowd, leaving me stunned. If I ate that much food, I would weigh 300 pounds. K. You’re right. It’s just my cat obviously thought I should worship her. In the end I guess I did.
I sat in the front row in the corner, careful to sit closer to Liezle than Ravi. He was happily married and I was madly in love, but it was already a game that made the three of us more comfortable. I found great relief in being taken, because the beauty quotient of the female personnel was staggering! Without exception the women of the class were raven-haired and, if not pretty, at least they had stunning bodies. Had I been single I would have been overwhelmed. “My name is Boota,” he announced.
Too late I realized the crowd was, in fact, cheering because I was only in my underwear. The party ended shortly thereafter, just as it was nearing the point of sloppiness. M. for yet another fifteen-hour day. I stumbled from the crew bar in my underpants and sandals, and nearly fell down the steep stairs. I clung to the railing for dear life, recalling how difficult the steps were when sober. M. I received mostly startled looks, with the occasional mild applause as I descended toward B deck.
Mort (Discworld, Book 4) by Terry Pratchett