![]() The thing was, that jab about the superhero issue was closer to the mark than he could’ve guessed. ![]() I had no credentials to be making such a check, but he didn’t have to know that. I glanced down at the hand I’d just brushed across his forehead in an act of checking his temperature. ![]() He couldn’t be much older than me, but somehow he managed to sound like a middle-aged criminal from a gangster movie. “You’re honestly tellin’ me those fingers aren’t some kinda miracle-workers?” Roland asked me. No one provoked me, and I provoked no one in return. In the superhuman world, I was Switzerland. “No offense, Roland, but if I really was a superhero, I wouldn’t be sticking around to wash your dirty sheets.” And it was the truth. Would it be highly unprofessional to laugh in the face of an injured, sedated man? Probably. ![]() You know them fingers make you a superhero in my books.” Ha. Although, you must be at least a little villainous, because Achilles wouldn’t exist without you.Ĭhapter One Day of the Dead “Come on, sweetheart. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.įor Tiri, my own personal superhero. The characters and events in this book are fictitious. Copyright Act of 1976, no part of this publication may be reprinted, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without written permission of the author. ![]()
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