The road went down between two hills, and the world was suddenly dark gray. It flared in my body like a tiny flame reborn, waiting to be fed so it could grow. He shook hands with Edward, but didn't answer the Ted smile with one of his own. No make-up, he said.
But I had the gun pointed at his chest, and his hand was still upraised with the knife. Just stay out of reach, he said and pulled me past it. The nurse read the little monitor on her belt, gave me an empty smile that could have meant anything, and made a note. She caught my eye, and we shared a moment of discomfort.
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