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[Then he lets go, stops pushing and backs up. And turns to walk away.]
I've heard myself, boy. [His words are flat and hollow. As he steps towards the deeper woods, the silence of the blood lust and rage as sharp as a clap of lightning. He's tired now. As much as he wants to hurt someone. What was the point.
There was no Earl here. The only Noah there was already had what she wanted. And it wasn't the family ties she'd had before.]
I'm not going back. [You're what she wants anyways.] Get lost.
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