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“Yeah, I don’t care Saet you”

“Me?”

“You Get down here”

She ripped a wing off the pigeon and handed a dripping, gelatinous piece of flesh to Duck, who didn’t even hesitate

He looked up guiltily after a“Don’t you want some?”

“Nah,” she said “My appetite…I don’t know I’ a little sick”

Brianna was looking at him in a way that made him distinctly nervous

“There’ll be some wind resistance,” Brianna said

“Some what?”

“Say you can control your weight? About ten pounds ought to do”

“Do for what?”

“Ju for a ride”

The morphine did not eliminate the pain It merely threw a veil over it It was still there, a terrible, ravening lion, roaring, aweso But held barely at bay

Barely

His wounds were shocking to see Bright red stripes across his back, shoulders, neck, and face In places the skin had been taken off