“Do something!” I shout.Jeb finally looks my way. “Al, we’re trying.” For the first time, I get a glimpse at his face. He looks just like the little boy in the pictures at his house. Lost, tortured, haunted. The only difference is the blood on his cheek and the labret glistening beneath his lip.
-A.G. Howard
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