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DARRENVal did not say yes. She did not say no.She stood very still in the middle of her room, holding my phone against her stomach, and waited. That was answer enough. Val never waited for anything she did not want to hear.I looked down at my hands. I rubbed my thumb across my knuckles, the ones that had hit nobody tonight, and tried to find where to start."He got tired," I said."Who?""Damien. He got tired, Val." I lifted my head. "Of all o
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