oved they shifted color like a trapped greenish rainbow hovering in a fan of colors above his forehead. The blade tore across him, digging into the meat, widening the hole. He'd taken cream and sugar in his. At home it stayed in a holster I'd rigged to my headboard.
Edward walked up to the policeman and introduced himself. The ground ran until it met the hills that continued on and on towards the darkening sky. They wouldn't let Edward talk, so it was my play, but we both knew where the game would end. We're not lying, I said.
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