I cursed as I folded the phone shut. He ran, and slipped in the leaves, and fell and was on his feet and running before his body had time to realize it was down. Her voice trailed off. I kept my hold on his arm all the way to where Jason waited standing beside his car.
I bent down so I could meet him eye-to-eye. He looked so serious. He was serious again. Blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh, and he gazed back down at me, and with each word, sanity filled his eyes, his face, him.
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