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?But they wouldn't keep you as a hostWhether they found the information or not, you would
be? discarded The word was hard to sayOdd?it was usually the
human things that made me sickBut I'd never looked at the situation from the body's
perspective before; no other planet had forced me toA body that didn't function right was
quickly and painlessly disposed of because it was as useless as a car that could not runWhat
was the point of keeping it around? There were conditions of the mind, too, that made a body
unusable: dangerous mental addictions, malevolent yearnings, things that could not be healed
and made the body unsafe to othersOr, of balenciaga giant brief bag course, a mind with a will too strong to be erased
An anomaly localized on this planet
I had never seen the ugliness of treating an unconquerable spirit as a defect as clearly as I did
now, looking into Ian's eyes
?And if they caughtyou? ? he asked
?If they realized who I was? if anyone is still looking for me?? I thought of my Seeker and
shuddered as he had?They would take me out and put me in another hostSomeone young,
tractableThey would hope that I would be able to be myself againMaybe they would ship me
off-planet?get me away from the bad influences
?Would you be yourself again??
I met his gazeI haven't lost myself to MelanieI would prada fairy feel the same as I do now,
even as a Bear or a Flower
?They wouldn'tdiscard you??
?Not a soulWe have no capital punishment for our kindOr any punishment, reallyWhatever
they did, it would be to save meI used to think there was no need for any other way, but now I
have myself as proof against that theoryIt would probably be right to discard meI'm a traitor,
aren't I??
Ian pursed his lips?More of an expatriate, I'd sayYou haven't turned on them; you've just left
their society
We were quiet againI wanted to believe what he said was trueI considered the
wordexpatriate, trying to convince myself that I was nothing worse
Ian exhaled loudly fake chanel handbag enough to make me jump?When Doc sobers up, we'll get him to take a
look at your face He reached over and put his hand under my chin; this time I didn't flinchHe
turned my head to the side so he could examine the wound
?It's not importantI'm sure it looks worse than it is
?I hope so?it looks awful He sighed and then stretched?I suppose we've hidden long enough
that Kyle's clean and unconsciousWant some help with the dishes??
Ian wouldn't let me wash the dishes in the stream the way I usually didHe insisted that we go
into the black bathing room, where I would be invisibleI scrubbed dishes in the shallow end of
the dark pool, while he see by chloe bag cleaned off the filth left behind by his mystery laborsThen he helped me
with the last of the dirty bowls
When we were done, he escorted me back to the kitchen, which was starting to fill up with the
lunch crowdMore perishables were on the menu: soft white bread slices, slabs of sharp cheddar
cheese, circles of lush pink bolognaPeople were scarfing down the delicacies with abandon,
though the despair was still perceptible in the slump of their shoulders, in the absence of smiles
or laughter
Jamie was waiting for me at our usual counterTwo double stacks of sandwiches sat in front of
him, but he wasn't eatingHis arms were folded as he waited for omega knockoff watch me |
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