When the curtains are open it's bright and shiny, but with the curtains shut and the overhead lights on, it was dim and shadowy, and I wanted light. Sheriff Christopher stood up and reached out for me, but seemed to think better of it, and just motioned for me to follow him. All he said was, Okay. I had my badge out, but I'd have to throw Ronnie on the floor to go for my gun.
He writhed for me, his upper body coming off the bed, and his breath shaking out in something between a sigh and a laugh. They're dangerous, but they have a beauty to them, even the ones that aren't from a bloodline that makes them prettier after death, even those have a sort of power to them. I knew from personal experience that if you just kept moving, acting as if you weren't bleeding inside, you didn't die, and eventually you stopped wanting to. I don't keep track of the swath you're cutting through your own pack, and Verne's pack when you're in Tennessee.
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