Watching St John rock his wife’s body was not part of my job description. Honest. I sat down on the stairs where I could see the door, the hallway, and the stairs as far as the landing. St John started singing in a strange, broken voice. It took me a few minutes to figure out what he was singing. It was ‘You are so Beautiful.
-Laurell K. Hamilton
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