08-07-2008, 06:38 PM
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The second drag was smoother, and Ahren was glad for this. He had traded his old addiction for others—for violence and nicotine, which let him escape. A bedraggled and almost vicious smile crossed his face and he looked up to the older coyote. “Sure,” he said, taking a drag. “If you have any whiskey I’ll take that too,” he added with a laugh, wanting to warm his body from the dampness still embedded in his coat.
The second drag was smoother, and Ahren was glad for this. He had traded his old addiction for others—for violence and nicotine, which let him escape. A bedraggled and almost vicious smile crossed his face and he looked up to the older coyote. “Sure,” he said, taking a drag. “If you have any whiskey I’ll take that too,” he added with a laugh, wanting to warm his body from the dampness still embedded in his coat.