She could feel his breath on her skin, every hair on her arms and neck raised in response. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. What else was there lurked in shadows and deep places; if in some mood of reverie it came out into the light, it was presently overwhelmed and hustled back again into hiding. “No, those are my brother’s dog tags.
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