“All right, then. Have it your way. I'll go.” “Thank you!” My head spun as he leaned down and held his mouth close to my ear again. “Come on. Was it really that bad?” “Yes!” He laughed again, cold and cruel, as he placed his hand at the center of my chest again and began to tap. “Thrum, thrum, thrum, thrum, thrum, thrum, thrum. So fast. Like a hummingbird. Get the fox bite looked at, Little Osha. You don't want that arm falling off.”

