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"I was just waiting for a break in the Michael and Derik show"
"Oooooh, torched you! That’s my cub," Derik said proudly "Always so--hey! Mock hi Jack since he’d coer than she, but he had such a serious ray eyes helped; they see to dirty ice, depending His hair color cahts, thick and lustrous; it fell across his forehead in waves, almost into his eyes He had his ht Jack was that ghostly hue all year around, which, when he visited, caused no end of teasing ("Hey, Jack, I can see you, and when I close my eyes, I can still see you")
Yes, he’d always been a cute kid, but adolescence was giving hishe didn’t knowpresence? She wasn’t sure, but assu because she didn’t see hiured it was because she saw him with fresher eyes as opposed to the other boys, who, if they didn’t live in the ether and went to the saued and pranked together Jack seemed above it all because he was apart fro
What thePull it back, Lara! He’s only fifteen! He’s just a kid, she thought with the worldly wisdoirl It’s a little creepy to find hiht, fucked, and died on their instincts, all their instincts Even though the poor guy couldn’t Change, he ht be able to pick up on her (inappropriate) interest
"Well, I--"
"I have to leave now," Jack murmured
"Yeah, me, too, but it was--"
"It was nice to see you again, Lara I’ll wait for you, Dad"
"Okay, bye!"
"Good-bye"
Jack practically ran back to the front door, while Lara lurched through the entry, trying not to slip on the shiny floors The last thing she heard before she got clear was Derik’s, "What the hell?"
She could alers"
CHAPTER FOUR
Michael Wyndham, former Pack leader now embarked on his first full day of retirement, stared down at the shredded bat at the kitchen entrance and thought, This does not bode well
Hisor possuot ahold of the bat, soot bored with it and left it on the front porch because it had pressing business to be weird so or possuot ahold of the bat, somehow, ripped it up a little, then left it on the front porch as soot off on when they weren’t shitting in boxes
3) A Pack e
4) A non-Pack e
5) The bat, fed up with the state of the world, killed itself by flying through a fan or food processor or whatev y’like and thenall its bits and pieces to the kitchen step, a sort of, "Woe, ; the bell tolls for thee!"
Michael rubbed his eyes, eyes people alternatively found fascinating or unsettling, and thought, Oh, please let it be number five But of course it couldn’t be The idea was absurd: if the bat truly wanted to kill itself, it would have folded its wings and dived over the kitchen cliff
He raised his voice--it was after breakfast, Sean would finally be up but Lara would be out and about, and Jeannie had anotherthe Cape! Club "Son? C’h," was the reply, muffled because the speaker was no doubt into his second pound of bacon "It’s the crack of eleven thirty, Dad; let a guy get his eyes open, will ya?"
"Now, Sean"
"Nnnnf Gnnff Rrollff"
"There’s no need to--" he began, but his son had appeared in the doorway leading to the steps "To eat all the bacon at once; it’ll still be there after you help me"