"You made her promise," he says, tasting the words. He thinks about it. Miles had been big on that too. I gave my word. It makes sense, in a way. "What'd they say? Give it to me exact."
That's how it always works, in stories. The Devil stays in the lines, but everybody else always forgets the finer details but him.
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That's how it always works, in stories. The Devil stays in the lines, but everybody else always forgets the finer details but him.