He simply stood rooted to the ground, steadying me with the pulse and beat of his body, the thick musk of wolf faint in the autumn air. I think he'd expected an argument. I need one friend who just tells me that marriage isn't for me and that it's okay to dump him when he starts giving ultimatums. I realized that I could feel his sadness.
I am so sorry. Now he looked like himself. You can't shoot someone from less than three feet away with a sawed-off and not get blowback. Marconi shook his head and said what I'd been thinking.
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