She wet some absorbent cotton with alcohol and refreshed his face and neck. That was life. Hers were less noble, yet stately. Lad, I admire you even in your folly. A hazy face appeared through the fog of sleep, pale and thin and looming. And if sometimes I grow heady—and it's in the blood— remind me of this day when you took me out of hell—a thief. What was he doing? What was he thinking? It was less than a day now, less than twenty hours.
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