His voice was soft when he said it. His hair was balding with a thick fringe just above the ears and down the collar, and thick sideburns that curved to a walrus thick mustache. I said, We're trying to find our friend. He jerked me a little toward him, not hard, but enough that I planted my feet and set up for not being pulled any closer.
I've had people buy me jewelry, clothes, weekends in great hotels and spas, but no one ever let me buy what I wanted with their money, only what they thought I wanted. With a big enough blood sacrifice I could raise a zombie that looked alive, close at least, but this, this was perfect. It was simply a matter of not choking it back up. I sleep with you and Micah almost every night.
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