| His dirty cheeks had rivulets through the dust... 878 |
[Feb. 15th, 2010|03:47 am] |
His dirty cheeks had rivulets through the dust there, tracks made by tears
?Jamie?? Jared and I said together, dropping our boxes to the floor
Jamie ran straight for me and threw his arms around my waist
?Oh, Wanda! Oh, Jared!? he sobbed?Wes is dead! He'sdead! The Seeker killed him!?
CHAPTER 49
Interrogated
Ikilled Wes
My hands, scratched and bruised and painted with purple dust in the course of the frantic
unloading, might as well have been painted red with his blood
Wes was dead, and it was as much my fault as if I'd pulled the trigger myself
All of us but five were gathered in the kitchen now that the truck was unloaded, eating some of
the perishables we'd picked up on the final shopping |
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