“When we saw the library roof catch fire . . .,” Serene began. Her tight grip on him made Elliot think that she might be shaking if she were not holding on so hard. He could see her violent distress: Serene always ignored how different human ways were from her own, right up until the point she could not ignore it any more. “You must have been furious.” “I thought you had been killed,” Serene breathed, and kissed him. They were kissing, they were finally kissing again, and this time Elliot was not too stunned to participate. He curled his fingers around her braid and drew her closer against
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He gets the girl!
