for protection.”My brother was born nine months later, fists already swinging.




(No Ratings Yet)His eyes were like two wafers of slate, grey and lifeless.




(No Ratings Yet)Don’t think about that. Just believe I’ll be okay.




(No Ratings Yet)Why do you want to touch me? I’m nothing. I’m no one.




(No Ratings Yet)I don’t know? Maybe because we had sex.




(No Ratings Yet)Feel free to scream, whisper, and everything in between. I want to hear it all.




(No Ratings Yet)Did you ever think it won’t be the undead who kill us, but ordinary people?




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