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I couldn’t even. My ability to even was severely compromised.
“I said please.” Grandma’s eyes held no mercy. “She’s got two bullet holes in her coat and someone’s brains in her hair. Come quick.” Damn it.
“Saline wash is for your eyes. Alcohol is for getting arcane goo out of holes in your skin. Be a big girl and deal.”
“What are you doing?” I murmured. “I don’t know yet.” “That’s great.” “It probably will be.” Humility, thy name is Alessandro.
I couldn’t even. I wasn’t sure I could ever even again.
