“Where’s his body now?” I ask, trying to focus on the practical. “We need to get rid of it and—” Taryn shakes her head. “His body was already discovered.” “How? What did you do?” Before, I was frustrated she came to ask for help, but now I’m annoyed she didn’t come sooner, when I could have taken care of this. “I dragged his body down to the waves. I thought the tide would carry him away, but he just washed up again on another beach. At least, um, at least some of him was chewed. It was harder for them to tell how he died.” She looks at me helplessly, as though she still can’t conceive how any
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Oh my fucking god can she DIE PLEASE
