Tears were dripping onto my dress, but I wasn't making any sound. There was no sound to express thid kind of pain. I didn't want to move, didn't want to do anything. Fang was not waiting for me out in the living room. Tomorrow morning, when I woke up, Fang would still be gone.
James PattersonItโs wherever you are. If itโs tapped into any of your senses, it knows where you are and what youโre doing.โ Oh no, I thought, my spirits sinking. I hadnโt considered that. Did that mean nothing I did was ever anymore? โEven in the bathroom?โ the Gasmanโs eyes widened with surprise.
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