An Eye for a Bullet
She was beaten up a lot like me, and we spent a good deal of time together in confinement.
Letting me go, she steps sideways to let the next person in line get a go at me. Pike, with his spiky brown hair, seems to be in the best shape, besides Mia. His huge muscles that bulge show that he's been eating well. And working out too. His skin color also is more flushed. Not pale. He had trouble getting enough to eat too, just like Jack.
Stepping forward, he embraces me gently, like a teddy bear. His habit that he had, of picking at his nails which led to profuse bleeding seems to be absent. That's good. I grab his hand and see the old scars, but nothing new is there.
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