“2.5) @page { margin-bottom: 5.000000pt; margin-top: 5.000000pt; } 6 Out of Town I dropped one shoe and clutched the other against my stomach. “How did you get in here?” “Your roommate let me in on her way to yoga.” Clive smirked. “Nine a.m. Saturdays, right?” “You can’t be here.” “Of course I can. I’m your father.” “You can’t be here,” I repeated, and this time I saw a flash of anger cross over his eyes. He leaned forward like he might stand up. I squeezed the pump in my hand as though grippi...ng the handle of a knife. I’m sure the heel could do some damage—especially when aimed at an eye. A cold sweat broke out over my body. If Clive came at me I was more likely to freeze up than take out his eye. I was equipped to kill vampires, not monsters. Clive’s eyes dropped down to the death grip I had on my shoe. He relaxed back into the couch. “All our neighbors have been asking about you. Your grandparents want to know when you’re coming home.” “Where did you tell them I was?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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