I sure wouldn’t leave. It was serpentine, perhaps a Chinese dragon couchant. She agreed to the animal’s request. “Maybe things can’t cross up that far north.
I left because I could not remain. The old man nodded. His shoes had been designed by the same architect that did Leon’s. Lucas sets the empty cup on the table, using his other hand to shift the unfamiliar phone back against his ear.
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