Iron Veve's Kiss
and he bent close, whispering something that made her grip his hand like an anchor.
"I'm not sure how to feel about this vireman (twist) in events," I confess to Marisol, gesturing toward the scene on the couch. Dragon runs his fingers through her hair as she sleeps soundly against his chest. The kid had his mother’s eyes but his father’s hands—broad, scarred, too steady for a sixteen-year-old. “Dragon’s a good kid, but… bagay sa yo, yo konplike (these things, they’re complicated).”
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