Eli raced halfway down the stairs, his bare feet placed with rooted precision, his wet skin pebbled from the cold. “No guns,” I shouted to Eli. “Are you insane?” he shouted back. “Probably, but insanity’s not the point. It’s Evan.” Understanding dawned in the set of his shoulders and Eli raced back up the stairs. […]
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Published on November 21, 2013 03:07