Hayes had almost decided to risk going inside after Gwynne, when the door of the convenience store opened and she came out. Her biker babe get up was looking rough around the edges, her face pale and drawn. She was weakening even as he grew stronger. He smiled, one both feral and anticipatory, his thoughts lingering pleasurably on the email he’d sent her earlier. She wouldn’t get it, but it was nice to know how prophetic he’d been.
Do you flee and cry out, Death? Say farewell to hope, and with hope, farewell to fear. Have no hope to live, but prepare to die. Be absolute for death, for life will be sweeter thereby. If you lose life, you do lose a thing that none but fools would keep.
You’re no fool, are you, Dani?
Do you miss your baby?
Well, weep no more, sweet lady, you’ll be seeing h
