From the Inside Flap
"He isn't dead, if that's what you're wondering. It's just Robert. Just be glad his robe is tied or you'd be seeing things you wish you hadn't. Every morning at six o'clock sharp, he comes out here and eats raisins until visitors start showing up, then he flops over and plays dead. And when some cute blonde comes rushing over to revive him, he grabs her and starts kissing her with his dirty little mouth . . . Just between you and me, I felt like smothering the little worm, but the training manual strictly prohibits it." --Beverly (during Orientation)
About the Author
Kirt J Boyd can be reached at facebook.com/KirtJBoyd