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Chapter 23: House Call
I turn around and see a man who is almost as tall as Rick, but his features are light whereas Rick's are dark. He would be handsome if it weren't for the scowl on his face. I try to find Carl in my peripheral vision but for the first time since the attack, he isn't nearby. I straighten my shoulders, lift my chin and walk towards the angry blonde man with purpose. “Can I help you?" I ask him in an aggressive manner. His gaze travels from my head to my toes and he is clearly sizing me up. I return the favor with judgement in my eyes and he surprises me with his bark of laughter. “What's so funny?" I demand. “I just thought you were going to be a little more scary, that's all. A witch powerful enough to bring a boy back to life and give a man new knees has to be more intimidating than th
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