I mean violence and death were our specialties. He nodded vaguely, eyes flicking to his mother and Edward. The lights rotated pale and underdone like a child's toy in the heavy morning light. I think it was supposed to be a come hither look.
He stopped talking, listening to my heart. I just love taking a gun to a knife fight. You guys don't get much rain up here, do you? No, he said. The force of his disapproval was strong enough that I took my hand off his arm.
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