Secondhand Souls LP Paperback - 2015
by Christopher Moore
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Details
- Title Secondhand Souls LP
- Author Christopher Moore
- Binding Paperback
- Edition Lgr Dlx
- Condition New
- Pages 528
- Volumes 1
- Language ENG
- Publisher Harper Large Print
- Date 2015-09-01
- Large Print Yes
- Features Large Print
- Bookseller's Inventory # ria9780062392633_pod
- ISBN 9780062392633 / 0062392638
- Weight 1.2 lbs (0.54 kg)
- Dimensions 9 x 5.9 x 1.1 in (22.86 x 14.99 x 2.79 cm)
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Themes
- Demographic Orientation: Urban
- Library of Congress subjects Death, Humorous fiction
- Dewey Decimal Code FIC
From the rear cover
In San Francisco, the souls of the dead are mysteriously disappearing--and you know that can't be good--in this delightfully funny sequel to the New York Times bestseller A Dirty Job.
It seems like only yesterday that Charlie Asher took on a very dirty job--collecting souls and keeping the Forces of Darkness at bay. But when Charlie faced off against these denizens of -darkness he met his own end. Thanks to Audrey, his Buddhist-nun boo, his soul is still alive . . . inside a fourteen-inch-tall body made from lunchmeat and spare animal parts. Waiting for Audrey to find him a suitable new body to play host, Charlie has squirreled -himself away from everyone, including his seven-year-old -daughter, -Sophie--the Luminatus--who enjoys spouting off about her power over the Underworld and her dominion over Death.
Now some really freaky stuff is hitting San Francisco. People are dying, but their souls are not being collected. Someone--or something--is stealing them and no one knows where they are going, or why, but it has something to do with that big orange bridge . . .
