She was almost at the top of the steps, and Shane was right behind her, when she heard Myrnin say, in a quiet voice that was like the old Myrnin, the one she actually liked, "I'm sorry, Claire. I never meant - I'm sorry. Sometimes I don't know... I don't know what I am thinking. I wish... I wish things could be like they were before.
Rachel CaineThere is a certain freedom in giving up all hope. One is no longer bound by the cords of dread or fear; you simply move toward the inevitable without thinking on the consequences.
Rachel CaineYes," he said. "I am sure. I double-checked everything after you went home yesterday. I even made a few improvements, just in case." The first part of that reassured her. The second part... not so much. "What kind of improvements?" "Oh, nothing, really. Mostly just streamlining. You really did very well; I certainly don't want you to think that I am one of those people who has to be in control all the- Oh, well, I suppose that's actually true- I do have to be in control all the time. But only because I am in charge, of course.
Rachel CaineClaire said. โI might be able to get him to stop.โ โWho, crazy dude? Maybe. Or he might pull your head off,โ Shane said. โI kind of worry.โ She couldnโt help but smile. โYeah?โ โA little bit.โ โThatโs โฆnice.โ He studied her, and returned the smile. โYeah,โ he said. โKind of is, actually.
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