What happens to you changes you. Fer good or ill, yer changed ferever. There ain't no goin back. No matter how many tears you cry.
Moira YoungLove makes you weak. Carin fer somebody that much means you cain't think straight. Look at Pa. Who'd wanna end up like him? I ain't never gonna love nobody. It's better that way.
Moira YoungShe leans over an says things that make him throw his head back an laugh like he never heard nuthin so funny in his life. It's sick-makin. Or it would be, if I cared. Which I don't. Liar, whispers the voice inside my head. Liar, liar, liar.
Moira YoungJack nudges our pile of clothes with his foot. Grins. Well, ain't this an innerestin sitchation? he says. Two girls naked in the water an me with all their clothes.
Moira YoungIt towers above us, dark an jagged an dangerous. Behind it, more mountains stretch as far's the eye can see.
Is this th'only way to Freedom Fields? I says.
No, says Jack. I brought you this way because I thought you'd enjoy the scenery.
Before I know what he's up to, he grabs my hand.
Hey! I try to pull it away but he holds it even tighter.
Saba, he says, I dunno what happy star sent you lookin fer me but I'm mighty thankful it did. If you hadn't of turned up, I'd be dead by now.
Ike! Jack yells, pointin at the villains at the table. Look! He's takin seconds!
Oh no, he ain't!
Pretty dark in there, says Ash. Did you git lost? I feel a hot flush crawl up my neck. Lucky for me, Hermes trots over an I busy myself strokin his neck. It uh . . . took us longer than we thought to put out the fire, says Jack.
Moira YoungHe turns around, all impatient. Now what? I wanna say something to you. I wanna say . . . I dunno . . . more. I could bust apart with all I'm feelin inside of me right now. What with fightin off the hellwurms an gittin my shoulder tore open, an how I felt when I woke up an seen you an, now, here I am, being so close to findin Lugh an I dunno what's gonna happen an--
Jack's lookin at me, frowning. What's the matter with you, Saba? he says. I grab his face an kiss him on the lips.
The Free Hawks is fighters, I says.
Warriors, she says, like you. An occasional highway robbers.
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