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Kendrick's Monster
The Disease That Rots the World
Chapter 5 Page 5
Kendrick's Monster
The Disease That Rots the World
Chapter 5 Page 5
"Well what?" she bit, head down, feet shuffling, scuffing the grate of the catwalk.
"What about now? What scares you now?"
"Nothing, I said," but her voice was pinched, and he knew she was lying. He only stared at her and walked along at her side. Until she groaned, and turned away to glare into the passing faces of the motorists, as though one of them might be someone she knew that had once done her some grievous wrong. "You're such a child sometimes, Byron. I swear."
He grinned, and tried not to be hurt. She could be vicious, he knew, and he was leery of her tongue. Still, he wanted to know. He wanted to know what could scare Shelly, this girl that was more than a woman and more than a man, this child that was harder than the steel of this unbelievable bridge, deeper than the deadly, icy waters that flowed far, far beneath their feet. He nudged her with a bump, playfully pushing her closer to the waterside rail.
She squealed and pushed back, threatening him with a bloody death at the bumper of a luxury sedan. At once, quickly, as though by speaking it so sharply she might spit it out and watch it run away, screaming, she told him her darkest fear. "Rats."
"What about now? What scares you now?"
"Nothing, I said," but her voice was pinched, and he knew she was lying. He only stared at her and walked along at her side. Until she groaned, and turned away to glare into the passing faces of the motorists, as though one of them might be someone she knew that had once done her some grievous wrong. "You're such a child sometimes, Byron. I swear."
He grinned, and tried not to be hurt. She could be vicious, he knew, and he was leery of her tongue. Still, he wanted to know. He wanted to know what could scare Shelly, this girl that was more than a woman and more than a man, this child that was harder than the steel of this unbelievable bridge, deeper than the deadly, icy waters that flowed far, far beneath their feet. He nudged her with a bump, playfully pushing her closer to the waterside rail.
She squealed and pushed back, threatening him with a bloody death at the bumper of a luxury sedan. At once, quickly, as though by speaking it so sharply she might spit it out and watch it run away, screaming, she told him her darkest fear. "Rats."
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