My arms began to bend, and I knew that if he got close enough, he'd tear me apart. I thought I heard his jaw break. The eyes were still angry. This is her murder, and catching the son of a bitch that did this to her is more important than anything else right now.
He called inside my head, sort of. He was ordinary and so didn't look like anyone that should be stripping. I braced for it, but it was like trying to brace for a freight train. I'm living and sharing a bed with Micah and Nathaniel.
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