Tara , Sookie and Andy find Lafayettes body

bk 2

So I was cheerful when I went to work. When I saw the Buick sitting all by
It's lonesome in front of bar, I remembered Andy's surprising binge the night before. I have to confess, I smiled when I thought of how he'd be feeling today. Just as I was about to drive around in back and park with the other employees, I noticed that Andy's rear passenger door was open just a little bit. That would make his dome light stay on, surely? And his battery would run down. And he'd be angry, and have to come in the bar to call the tow truck, or ask someone to jump him . . . so I put my car in park and slid out, leaving it running. That
turned out to be an optimistic error I shoved the door to, but it would only give an inch. So I pressed my body to it, thinking it would latch and I could be on my way. Again, the door would not click shut. Impatiently, I yanked it all the way open to find out what was in the way. A wave of smell gusted out into the parking lot, a dreadful smell. Dismay clutched at my throat, because the smell was not unknown to me. I peered into the backseat of the car my hand covering my mouth, though that hardly helped with the smell

Oh, man," I whispered. "Oh, shit." Lafayette, the cook for one shift at Merlotte's, had been shoved into the backseat. He was naked. It was thin brown foot, its toenails
painted a deep crimson, that had kept the door from shutting, and it was 's corpse that
smelled to high heaven I backed away hastily, then scrambled into my car and drove around back behind the bar, blowing my horn. Sam came running out of the employee door, an apron tied around his waist. I turned off my carand was out of it so quick I hardly realized I'd done it, and I wrapped myself around Sam like static-filled sock "What is it?" Sam's voice said in my ear. I leaned back to look at him, not having to gaze up too much since Sam is a
smallish man.

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