It’s My Body, I‘ll Cry If I Want To.
“Bloody hell!” Trevor nearly shat himself as Barney grabbed at his shirt.
His lips moved, but no sound came out, as Barney tried in vain to communicate with his brother.
“Don’t worry, mate, I will call an ambulance.”
Again, Barney tried to speak, but only the hoarsest croak came out. He shook his head violently instead, releasing his death grip on Trevor’s shirt long enough to reach inside his robe and pull out a large crystal pendant which hung around his neck. Barney pushed the center crystal.
Trevor stayed next to his brother, wanting to help but not knowing what he could do. He lay there, and taking his handkerchief out of his back pocket, he tried to clean up the goop from Barney’s face. And waited, for a very short period, until several rathe
