Just so you know, I’ve trusted you since camp.

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Just so you know, I’ve trusted you since camp.

Al was cruel, vindictive, angry, elegant, powerful. He gave me strength, he gave me wisdom, not only about magic, but about myself. He was a lot like Trent, only harsher around the edges.

A witch, a vampire, and a pixy walk into a bar, I thought as I led the way into the Squirrel’s End. It was early, and the sun had yet to set when the door swung shut behind Jenks, sealing us in the warm air smelling faintly of smoke. Immediately Nick yanked it open to come in behind us. And there’s the punch line.

Death and blood didn’t turn on a vampire. Fear and the chance to take blood did. There was a difference.

I will compensate all your one-inch, two-inch losses because I know how important every inch is to you aged, decrepit men.