Maybe, but I'm the only one who passed out. I don't understand how you could let them feed off of you, Anita. I'm trying to do what I was told to do, that's all. Fuck, I said.
ject, night after night, chapter after chapter of the same story: as if he had bought a book ofhorror stories Can we please change the subject? Jean-Claude touched my shoulder, and I jerked away. Great, just great. I started to take a deep breath, but remembered in time about the smell, and took a shallow breath, which wasn't nearly as soothing to my psyche but better for my stomach.
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