It was like ice, so cold, so very cold. It spilled my head back, bowed my spine, and spilled out from my skin. The woman's perfume was powdery and expensive. Maybe it was only the lack of makeup, but I didn't think so.
Anita, are you alright? I shook my head. Smith was new enough that his eyes were all sparkly, and he was almost vibrating with eagerness, like a dog straining at a leash. Micah put his hand over the phone. I didn't feel weak.
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