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- A_Book_of_Discovery_by_Margaret_Bertha_Synge
- CyberPunk 2020 Reference Book Ver.5
- Ariel Toaff Blood Passover. Internet Aaargh, 2007. (ang.)
- Amanda Quick Tak zwani wspĂłlnicy
- Amanda Steiger Unclaimed (pdf)
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- Aunt Dorothy Book II
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a little and his body seemed to shudder involuntarily. I pushed back the hair from his forehead,
damp from the lake and his own blood, and his eyelids trembled but didn t open. His lips were
covered with Jack s blood, and I wanted to wipe it away, but I was afraid too. For now, I was okay
with just stroking his hair and crying as I watched him struggle to breathe.
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Alice, Ezra said softly and gently placed his hand on my arm.
When I finally pulled my gaze away from Milo, I was surprised to see it was only the two of us in
the kitchen, along with my brother. I had been so fixated on watching Milo brother that I hadn t
noticed Jack leave the room. Time had obviously passed, but I couldn t be certain of how much.
Everything felt out of whack.
What? I tried to focus on Ezra, but my eyes were sore and blurry from crying.
Why don t you go get cleaned up? Then I ll take Milo and clean him up and make sure he s
comfortable upstairs. Ezra s warm brown eyes tried to comfort me, but I laid an arm over Milo
possessively.
I can clean him up, I insisted, but Ezra shook his head softly.
You can t carry him, Alice, Ezra explained carefully. This whole thing has you exhausted and
frayed.
You need to clear your head a bit, and then you can check on Milo once he s settled in. There s
nothing more you can do for him right now.
But- I tried to think of a convincing argument to stay with him, but there was none. Except that
letting Milo out of my sight seemed impossible. I knew that Ezra was right, but it didn t change the
way I felt.
Out of nowhere, Mae appeared at my side, and I knew the battle was lost.
Come on, love, Mae cooed soothingly and gently place her arm around my waist, so she could
start trying to pry me away from Milo. He needs to be moved upstairs where he can be more
comfortable, and you need a chance to breathe.
I opened my mouth, but I couldn t think of anything to say. Ezra was already scooping Milo into
his arms so he could take him upstairs. If Mae hadn t mentioned that he would be more
comfortable elsewhere, I might ve fought more to stay with him. But as long as it was better for
him, I d let it happen.
When I went into the bathroom to change for the second time that night, Mae managed to
convince me to take a shower. It actually took very little pushing from her when I caught a
glimpse of myself in the mirror and realized I was covered in Milo s blood. That wasn t the kind of
thing I wanted to leave on me, and a nice, long hot shower would go a long way to ridding some
of what I was feeling. I cried in the shower, but that seemed the perfect place to do it.
After I pulled on Mae s comfortable pajamas, I left the bathroom. The panic and fear were dying
down, leaving an overwhelming sense of guilt and sadness and a strange creeping numbness. It
was hard to wrap my mind around what had happened. One minute, Milo was laughing in the
lake. The next he was dying or turning into a vampire. It was a hard thing to cope with.
Jack was sitting on the steps leading upstairs, looking completely morose and freshly showered.
As soon as he saw me, his eyes filled with an infinite sadness. There was no doubt that he felt
entirely responsible for Milo, and I realized that I didn t even know what had happened to him. In
all the worry of trying to figure out how to save him I had managed to overlook how he had gotten
that way in the first place.
Alice, I am so sorry, Jack said, his voice rushed and terrified.
What happened, Jack? My words came out flat and dull, unable to muster the concern and
confusion I felt. I walked stiffly over to him and sat down on the step below him.
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We were goofing off. He shook his head and his soft blue eyes filled with tears again. He was
running on the dock, but it was wet. He slipped and cracked his head& His breath came out
shaky, and he was torturing himself because he had let something happen to Milo. The last thing
he wanted was to do something that would hurt either of us. I am so sorry, Alice. I didn t even
think-
How is he doing? I interrupted him.
While I didn t hold Jack as responsible as he did, I wasn t exactly in a hurry to ease his guilt. The
fact remained that if he and Milo didn t have a habit of letting things get a little too wild, Milo
wouldn t have been hurt. But then again, if I wasn t constantly trying to let things get out of hand
with me and Jack, I would ve still been outside, reigning them in. Or if I hadn t invited Milo over
tonight. Or if I had never even come over here. There was no way that Milo would have been
here if it wasn t for me.
He s still unconscious, Jack replied quietly. Ezra said that if he s lucky, he should be
unconscious through most of this.
If he s lucky? I shot a worried look up at him, but he just dropped his eyes. What does that
mean?
Turning isn t exactly pleasant. He rubbed his hands together and looked rather sheepish.
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