CHAPTER 42

don't touch me." filament heated, electricity in vaccuum, with the presence of gas, resembling colors of the light glowed on Damaris's quivering chin, glowed on her throat, the muffled sob of her Adams apple--it Adulf, it suggests a shallow face, worried but calm, a triangular cast as the glow died to bleak. Adulf twitched the cars bulb, the rays flicked chaotically, then began to shine.

they were In a Ford Taurus, 56.3 hip room told that Damaris Cain was a wide waisted woman even if the rest part of her body remained small. Adulf Cain had his all knowing eyes on her, deeply pierced so his mother could just see the real proportion of his evil eye.

"oh honey."said Damaris. he felt her hands to his jaw, his stiff jaw."did I hurt you?"

"not really."he hit his head back to the headrest, because her forehead was close to his, dead worried with concern.

"I love you alright?"

he shurgged.

her palm came on the wheels again but her eyes were not consertrated on the road, at least, not exactly.