Yeah, so do I, but my point is this. The Browns' son died about three years ago. You trust me. Nathaniel was shaking his head, making his hair dance around his shoulders, in a way it never did except in that very high, tight ponytail.
But it was my hand that swept my hair to the side and bared my neck to him. I was still not sure it was a good idea. I'm not wild about it either, but she was alive when they took her, and if we wait for dawn, she won't be. I won't let anything bad happen to Nathaniel.
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