COED DEMON SLUTS: BETH
“I have called your brother,” Beth said, trying to keep impatience and desperation out of her voice. “He won’t listen to me. Please listen, Darleen.” Her now-ringless fingers clutched her cell phone. “Your father’s settlement check bounced. I have no money.” She’d sold the last ring three weeks ago.
“But you still have the house,” her daughter said.
“You know he took the house, Darleen,” Beth said, trying not to sound whiny.
“Mom, can’t you stay there another month or so? We have the Chinese exchange student in the spare room.”
Panic rose in Beth’s chest and stuck in her throat. Something moved on the edge of her view. She turned her head swiftly. A cockroach crawled down the wall of her motel room. She squeaked and shrank away in revulsion. A bed thumped rhythmically against the other side of the wall.
Over the phone, Darleen sighed. “I suppose we could let the au pair go. You could have her room. You still don’t have a job?” Her tone implied, You’re not trying, are you, Mom? With audible reluctance she said, “You like babies. It’ll be something for you to do. Only for a month or so, though. We were so hoping they would learn French early. You know you don’t speak French.”
That was a new offer. Beth sensed it was the limit of Darleen’s generosity. Somehow in twenty-eight years of endless care and worry and the thoughtless outpouring of her love, she had failed. She hadn’t learned how to get through to her kids. Her heart twisted in her chest. But I love you! she wailed inside, unable to say it aloud for fear of what Darleen would say back. I would do anything for you!
“If we let the au pair go, we can put the money we save into their college funds,” Darleen added, as if talking herself into it.
Beth couldn’t listen to another word. Carefully she thumbed the phone off. She pulled in a shuddering sigh, and pain tore her in half. Then she breathed in again, and pain tore her in quarters. If she kept doing that, she’d soon be in tiny, tiny shreds.
She’d tried to kill herself two months ago and failed, too angry to die. Then she’d taken as much cash as she could find, packed one suitcase, and moved to this roach-infested motel in the city.
Tonight, she found herself looking at the suicide option again.
Her anger had burnt itself out. Now she was just afraid, paralyzed, and every breath brought back the voices of her children rejecting her when she needed them the most. That betrayal was tearing the heart out of her body. She would die rather than feel it.
Her Coach clutch lay next to her phone, the sensible strap grubby from being carried every day while its companions went one by one to the pawn shop. Beth opened it and found her last two twenty dollar bills. Could she afford to get drunk enough to kill herself?
If she spent it at a liquor store, definitely, yes. But Beth couldn’t be alone one more minute. The idea of spending her last night in this room, drinking herself to death, was too sordid. No. A few cheap margaritas and then she’d step in front of a train.
She went to the bar around the corner.
That was where the evening went strange.
Now Beth sat at a rickety cocktail table in a grim neighborhood bar, drinking margaritas and staring in disbelief at the woman who had just offered her a contract with hell. …
Stan Hutchings –
If you like kick-ass, beautiful, sexy but vulnerable ladies, written about in a humorous, sympathetic manner, just get the Omnibus and read it yourself. It really helps to have the Books 1-5 Omnibus to binge on. I was laughing out loud at the many hilarious situations, descriptions and dialog. And be careful not to read when you’re hungry – the food descriptions are tantalizingly awesome, and will send you to the kitchen to chow down.
panton41, Kindle reader –
Compelling stories about women in troubling life situations who get out of them with the help of her new friends and demon powers. Also, the books have a satirical view of heaven and hell and call them the Home Office and Regional Office respectively and present hell as a bureaucracy too worried about supporting its sheer size to bother with petty things like stealing souls and torturing them for eternity. (I imagine life in the Regional Office like the TV show “Your Pretty Face is Going to Hell.”)
Mathwizard, Kindle reader –
I started reading Beth as it was written chapter by chapter. It gives you another view of what an author goes through writing a book. Jennifer Stevenson writes very interesting and thoughtful books. If you dig deep enough there is a message to be found. As you read this book you will be reading the individual stories of each of the demons chicks. There is an underlying story about Delilah which will keep your interest. Each of the demon chicks as I do not see sluts in the true sense have something to work through. They do it with love, compassion and plenty of humor! I highly recommend this book as it kept me awake reading many nights! It is a hard book to put down as there is so much you can see and learn. Coed Demon Sluts is the title but I see demon chicks with a message!
April McLeod –
I read this omnibus collection all at once as one big book. Now I’m going to have a very hard time finding and enjoying my next book. I came to these books for the title and stayed for the story. These characters are very relatable and I found that I really cared about them. The girls make a kick ass team and have a house boy as well. I wish I could join them. I really hope this is not the end. I would love to go on more adventures with these characters. These stories had me laughing till I was sore and also had some serious moments that gave me some food for thought. This is one of the few books worth spending your money on. Definitely recommended reading!