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At the time it had seemed important; the fox had become tame enough to take scraps of meat and twists of hide directly from her hand, and putting a hat on him was the next logical step.
White women hahaha
This was the sort of thing that, quite frankly, made Mariel want to kill them all.
She knew Clem was a healer, knew she was her best chance at getting out of here alive, and she was just lounging there palely like a picked mushroom instead, looking half dead and fully furious in the failing light.
“Yes,” Clem said. “I’m holding your hand. I’m making my move. I understand that you have trouble expressing your feelings and that my violent kidnapping was just your way of telling me you like-like me.”
Nobody had ever pinned Clem to a tree before. New experiences were good for the soul.
I can tell you straight away that they won’t be using the hunting lodge out to the west, because there’s a bear in it.” “Nice,” said Josey. “Live-in protest. Bears for the cause.”
“Mariel was hatched from an egg, soft-boiled in the fires of hell.”
She sort of wanted to pick a fight with the captain, but maybe just so Mariel would lay hands on her in reply.
“What time is it?” “Uh, I don’t know. We’re in a hole. It’s hole o’clock.”
felt a stab of grief for her younger self, and for the person she might have been.
“You were wrong. I am your reckoning.” It didn’t feel good when she ran him through, but it didn’t need to. It just needed to be done.
