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He doesn’t respond, instead he leaves his chair and comes to sit beside me “You may see them, if you wish…”

I can’t help but to look at his ate down and over his lips I want to touch them, but I resist

“Okay you can put them away now,” I say nervously Slowly they retreat back inside his mouth

“I aan, you don’t need to be afraid of me”

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“I can smell that you are”

“Is that another of your unique abilities, you can smell how a person feels?”

“Yes, right now you smell like pine, that’s what fear smells like”

“Well can you blame me? This is all a lot to take in”

“Will you pro?”

“Depends on what it is”

“Will you promise to keep this to yourself, to not tell anyone of e are?” By his words you’d think he was giving me a choice Like I could say, no deal, honey bunch, I’m off to shout your secret from the rooftops, and he’d be like, oh no please don’t do that In reality, he’d have to kill me

“Who would I tell? Anybody I knoould say I’m crazy and have me sectioned And my recent behaviour would make it all seem like perfect sense As far as my friends are concerned, I’m overdue for a psychotic break”

“So you’ll keep this a secret,” he finishes

“Yes” I gulp My throat dry with fear