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July 1, 2003
questions, these taunts, but instead he was surprised. He remembered feeling the whisper of fingertips on his cheek, the trailing of these fingertips up to his forehead. Then he had heard Cassie crouching down until she was almost level with his face. If he hadn't been concentrating so hard on feigning sleep, he would have missed the cool touch of her lips on his forehead. He had been shocked. And he had been sure that nothing else Cassie did would shock him after that, but he had been wrong. She had softly murmured to herself, to him, he wasn't sure,...