Chapter Eleven

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Dylan's pov...

We went to the inn.

I'm surprised Chance wasn't bawling his eyes out when Heather was treating his wound.

Chance: (curses)

Lainie: OMG, it's spewing blood!

Blaize: Holy crap, it is!

Joel: (gags) I think I'm getting light-headed...

I went outside to quit listening to Joel's whining...

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