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Digging graves is hell on a ood vanored the chipped onyx polish I ignored the dirt caked underAnd when a snapping twig announced David’s arrival, I ignored him too

He said nothing, just stood off behind a thicket of trees waiting for e him Despite his silence, I could feel hot waves of disapproval flying in my direction

At last, the final scoop of earth fell onto the grave Stalling, I leaned on the shovel handle and restored order to my hair Next I brushed flecks of dirt fro attire for some, but I always believed manual labor was no excuse for sloppiness Besides, the sweater was black, so it ith the haphazard funerary rites

The Harvest Moon, a glowing orange sphere, still loomed in the sky Plenty of time before sunrise In the distance, traffic huels I took a moment to appreciate the calm

Merandet of hup, unable to believe what she was askingwith Clovis Trakiya, white-hot anger replaced the chill I called up that anger now to spur nored the cold stone sitting in s about David were irrelevant now The minute he decided to ith one of the Dolorified cult leader anted to overthrow their power—he’d signed his death warrant

Unable to put it off any longer, I turned to him “What’s up?”

David stalked out of his hiding place, a frownthe perfect planes of his face “Do you want to tella body?”

“Who, round My paluilty conscience If David thought I should apologize for feeding fro to say in about five minutes

“Cut the shit, Sabina You’ve been hunting again” His eyes gloith accusation “What happened to the synthetic blood I gave you?”

“That stuff tastes like shit,” I said “It’s like nonalcoholic beer What’s the point?”

“Regardless, it’s wrong to feed from humans”

It’s also wrong to betray your race, I thought If there was one thing about David that always got my back up, it was his holier-than-thou attitude Where were his morals when he made the decision to sell out?

Keep it together, Sabina It will all be over in a few minutes

“Oh, co myself to keep up the banter “If itto kids”

David crossed his ar

“Though I have to say nothing beats Type O mixed with a little cannabis”

A muscle worked in David’s jaw “You’re stoned?”

“Not really,” I said “Though I do have a strange craving for pizza Extra garlic”

He took a deep breath “What a to do with you?” His lips quirked despite his harsh tone

“First of all, no ood and evil don’t apply to us”

He arched a brow “Don’t they?”