Eve

I held a funeral for my body. I was the only attendee. I hated her. I brought her flowers, the mixed sort she had always liked. I pressed my lips to her cheek, and it was cold, and that was when I started to cry. Because in the end, my body hadn’t killed me. In fact, she’d saved my life.

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I’d like to speak to the boy alone, the psychic said.
Oh sure, Sian said, practically leaping out of her chair. I’ll wait outside.
Well, if you wouldn't mind, it would be better if you left the premises.
Uh, Sian said. That okay, Cian?
Of course, I hissed. I can handle a little old lady.

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