“You get scared, Shivers?” A pause, that eye of his glinting as the sun peeped through the branches. “Used to. All the time.” “What changed?” “Got my eye burned out o’ my head.” So much for calming small talk. “Reckon that could change your outlook.” “Halves it.”
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