10/03/2026 14:08

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You, him, and Asher date? Sometimes. The first few pews had had their look-see at us, but the glances spread upward from there. There was the tiniest bit of color to his cheeks. I'm looking for a new lupa, Richard said.

I touched the side of his face. Nathaniel was plastered between us, still smiling, still laughing. Then whose? My surmise is Malcolm. The magic, for lack of a better term, flowed through me; the chill of the grave and the heat of the living, and I knelt in the middle like something caught between life and death.