K.M. Mayville

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“But we knew each other in the biblical sense, yes.” “Aren’t your cardinals . . . old people?” Hennan asked. “How long ago was this?” Kara asked. I nudged Murder to a faster pace, trying to shake off the curious Norse pressing me on all sides. “A long time ago.” “How long?” Snorri caught up. “Not long ago you were twelve. You weren’t twelve were you?” “Of course not. Much older than that.” “He’s lying.” Kara, back on my left. “A little older.” I could hear Snorri sniggering above the rain. “If you must know, Gertrude was my first. She was very gentle—” Laughter from both sides cut me off. ...more
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