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Then Redgrave said, "I made you choose which one to turn into a varabbed Jane by the neck and twisted it the way soht in her eyes went out Constantia stepped back as Jane fell to the floor, dead

Balthazar stared at her He should have been outraged or nauseated, or at least overco else--like any capacity for normal emotion had finally been drained froirl he had loved Jane’s hair was dark against the hay

"Waste of a good rave replied "It’s still fresh"

Balthazar ca himself back in the here and noas the realization that he lay in Skye’s bed--with her in his arms

She still dozed, and unlike him she was fully clothed--thank God he hadn’t totally lost control--but he could make out the s fast, the way vaht sickened him

Then he heard a woman’s voice in the hallway: "Skye, honey, are you awake?"

Skye stirred, smiled drowsily at him, and called back, "Sort of What’s up, Mom?"

Balthazar started to scuttle from the bed, but Skye kept hih the door If she hears soh--all bets are off"

The better part of valor was obviously staying in bed with Skye Though in every other way it felt dangerously unwise

"Can you order in soroceries for us, be around for the delivery toet"

"Sure thing," Skye replied Apparently this was the only sort of conversation daughter and parents ever had any but trust, and for athe dark fall of her hair against the pillow--he saw everything he could have with her Everything he wanted

But the bite on her neck, and the memories he’d just relived, ht back soe you like," Mrs Tierney called from the hallway, over the hiss of a hairspray can "You’ll find it on the kitchen counter"

"Thank you!" Skye sighed, then whispered, "Sometimes there are presents Ithere"