" I groaned as another pang assaulted my stomach. I stumbled to the side, falling from the dirt path, and leaned against a tree. I looked at my hands,...at my unnaturally sharp nails; they were black and hard, nearly like obsidian. Everywhere I looked was a reminder of what I had lost; the black nails, the ashen skin, the path ahead; my slitted eyes could see well in the dark.I could even see a plume of distant smoke despite the new moon.That could mean food. But it also meant people, and they. It was Alan Whitley's car.Six months later it was all over. The day after I got the final papers, I got seriously smashed.I was sittin' at my usual place at Tribes when Ben came in. He took a seat beside me. "Buy me a drink," he said, "I'll tell you your fortune." That oughta be a worth a beer or two," I said. "Do I get to die? I wanna die."For the next four days in a row, Ben and I met for drinks at the Tribes. I cried a little, complained a little, and sighed a lot. I was divorced, really and. More

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