she fell to her knees and gently pushed his hand out of the way to look more closely at it , and for a moment or two frotwoot was sorely tempted to yell '' surprise ! '' right in her face . somehow , he resisted . '' how is this possible ? '' mab seemed to ask the wound , the corner of her mouth curling up in a crooked , incredulous smile . '' i mean , it 's not even bleeding anymore . it 's -- '' she laughed , her smile evening out quite nicely as she turned to look at frotwoot

shuffling in behind him was an equally broad young man with shackles clapped around his dark ankles and wrists . his eyes shined with anxiousness as he surveyed the room . '' what 's all this , burleigh ? '' anne asked , slightly angered by the way he tromped into her establishment and the effect it had on tula . '' it 's none of your concern , anne

'' they 're in one of the rooms . my friend , melody , is having a baby . but one of them ran out here . '' i craned my neck and looked around for the missing gorgon . nope , nowhere to be seen . '' what is she ? '' '' oh , well , she 's a gorgon

the statement was tinged with a rich , hispanic accent , the tone pleading . '' hey , dylan . come here and let me get a picture of you next to this rock . '' the sound of a true , earthly voice jolted dylan 's attention away from the beautiful dead woman standing in the nearby arch of weathered sandstone . janet , a friend of dylan 's mother , sharon , dug into her backpack and pulled out a
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