In these parts, when someone—especially a young man—says he’s taken the pledge, folks tend to think him coy, not serious. “Something’s wrong. Sent THE FUCKIN CHAPERONE home with a fuckin rupture, if you could dig it. The path led them to a steep set of steps (weeds had begun to push through the stonework already), and at the top Roland looked back over the zoo and the gardens.
The wind gusted, belling the fronts of their serapes. Nor expected to have one. Twice he asked Alain what he “heard. I’ve seen perhaps half a dozen in my years of searching for the Tower, and heard maybe two dozen more.
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