Even though I’d been used to wearing Gower’s cast-offs, it didn’t mean I could walk in them. The toe of the overlong shoe caught in a crack between the flagstones and I hiccupped forward. My upper body folded about an inch as I shifted to regain my balance, and then I felt it. A long, glancing scrape to the left of my spine, and a hard shove between my shoulder blades. Puzzled at the sting, I twisted my hand back to investigate. When I held it up in front of my face, it was smeared with blood. I…didn’t do well with blood. Especially surprise blood. I looked from the bright shine of red on my
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