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Relief washed
over Mercy as elation, and with it came the ugly dizziness of blood loss. He
turned, and carefully lowered himself to sit on the edge of the dock, boots
dangling over the edge. He lifted his arm – lead-heavy, no longer painful, only
dragging, which wasn’t a good sign, he knew – so that Ava could sit down beside
him, and tuck herself beneath it. She was shivering as though cold, despite the
hot, sweaty feel of her cheek when she pressed it down on his shoulder.
“Good job,
Mama.” He tried to pat her waist, but his hand didn’t want to cooperate.
In the water,
Big Son had begun his death roll.
“You, too.”
She turned her head and pressed her lips to his shoulder before resettling, her
warm, familiar weight better than any drug against his side.
Mercy’s head
felt cotton-stuffed, dry, and floaty, like he’d taken morphine. But it was
pleasant. Dreamy. “He really is beautiful, isn’t he?”
“He is,
baby,” Ava agreed. “Like you.”
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