So whatโs on the agenda for tonight? (Danger) Migraine, futility, possible death. Same as every night, I guess. (Alexion)
Sherrilyn KenyonOkay, Iโm dreaming. Hallucinating. Brought on by stress. I had a hard day today and this is my mind trying to protect itself fromโฆfrom stuff. Lots of stuff. (Geary) (Arik, Trieg, and ZT stare at Geary.) Oh, like Iโm any less sane than the three of you just because I talk to myself. (Geary)
Sherrilyn KenyonCโmon, sweetie, you can say it. (Delphine) (She moved his mouth playfully with her hands.) You donโt suck, Delphine. Iโฆyou. Cโmon, Jericho. I only bite in the bedroom. You can do this. I know youโre not really mute. (Delphine)
Sherrilyn KenyonAll right." He straightened up and seemed to be true to his promise to let it go. "I will be a man about this." That lasted until he saw the scratches on the hood from the mountain lion and the front fender, Where Abigail had dragged it off the driveway. Wailing, he went to it and sank to his knees. He sprawled over the hood and laid his head on the damaged fender. "I'm so sorry, Bets. I should of hidden the keys. Booted your tires. Something. I had know idea anyone would hurt you so, baby. I swear I'll never let anyone hurt you again. Ayyy, how could they do this to you? How? Oh the humanity!
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