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THEY BETTER FIND WELLIE I SWEAR I CANT.

“A grin crosses my face at the silly song from our childhood. “Well, I guess I brought that on myself. Good night, Sis.”

AWW ANOTHER ONE AND MAYSILEE SINGING HIM A LULLABY :(

“We continue, her coaxing, me plucking, until the cannon sounds, and even then, for a few minutes more because maybe someone as young and strong and deserving of life as Hull might find his way back to it. But he doesn’t and so, finally, we give up.”

OH THIS SO SAD:(

“I pull one out and chuck it in front of the porcupine, which ignores it. I bounce a few more off its nose. The cries mellow to whimpers as it runs its snout along the forest floor, snarfing up the olives.”

AW

“I watch the creature continue its tantrum and think of Sid when he was a little one.”

NOT HIM COMPARING SID AND THE PORCUPINE LMAO

“Once again, you were misinformed.”
“I’m sorry. Nothing behaves naturally here.”
LMAO NOT HER MAKING FUN OF HIM AHHAA

“As it shifts in our direction and approaches, a stench of musk and roses washes over us, making my eyes water.”

NOT THE ROSES AGAIN OMG EVEN THE MUTTS IS NOT SAFE WITH REMINDERS.

THE BABY SOUNDS ? THATS CREEPY

THE FACT THAT ONE OF THE SIBLINGS ONLY SURVIVES…