He was able to curl most of me underneath his jacket against his chest, the rest of me curled into a small ball in his lap, with just a little leg off to one side. You've forced him to be less dependent, right? Yeah. There'd been a professor in college that committed suicide. I turned, so that I was facing them.
Painted his body in flame and shadow above me, sent our hands into the candles, and spilled the candles into the water, to smoke and die, when all that was done, he looked down at me. If it had been anyone on my list of people that I trusted implicitly, it wouldn't have happened. Jason opened the passenger side door for Louie, giving me a questioning look over Louie's shoulder. I also need to move the body around to look for more bite marks, or whatever.
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