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     “He fades in and out,” the blonde admitted. He was frustrated that his son was not doing much better, but Jasper had been the initial infection source, and he had been the youngest to suffer. Shifting his weight and moving out of the rain, Ahren stood under the overhang and looked up at the gray sky. He couldn’t bear to keep looking Laruku in the face anymore. Both hands moved with traitor speed and skill, and drew the cigarette and the matches, giving flame and smoke life, only to have the four-year-old suck this down as if it belonged to him. “Are you planning on staying here?”






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