That made sense. Still, while it was Christmas, I had a few more items on my wish list. “I want a backup generator, and a security system. And I think I should have a gun, too.” “Stand up.” I had no will. My legs obeyed. “Go change.” I returned wearing a peach tee with a coffee stain over the right breast. “Stand on one leg and hop.” “You suck,” I hissed, as I hopped. “The key to resisting Voice,” Barrons instructed, “is finding that place inside you no one else can touch.” “You mean the sidhe-seer place?” I said, hopping like a one-legged chicken. “No, a different place. All people have it.
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