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He was the kind of beautiful that drew you in before you even considered the fact that beautiful things can be poisonous.
There were foxes, and there were hounds. And then there were the animals who didn’t fit into the natural order of things at all. Who meant the hurt they caused every time.
I thought about the stories I’d heard about mothers lifting cars off their babies or fighting off a pack of wolves on the Oregon Trail. I’d always sort of thought they were tall tales or at least uncommon. But now I thought that maybe it was just the wolf pack at your door or the car on top of your child that was the rare thing. Maybe this strength, this superhuman power was always there, latent.

