[ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ] didn t reach his eyes.  You see, it was different for him. Neither of his parents had the affliction. When it hit him at fifteen, he had no one to turn to, so he ran away, took off into the woods and stayed there, living off what he could hunt. He was truly wild, truly connected to the animal side of him. Befriending him was the only thing that brought him this close to society. And it took him a long time to get him this far. She crossed her arms over her chest and frowned.  So, what aren t you telling me?  That James and I& our illness isn t really an illness at all. It s an ability. A dual life. We re shifters. She narrowed her eyes, glaring.  I don t know what that means.  Shape shifters. We can take on another form if we choose to. I don t tend to. As I said, I keep that side of me hidden. But to James, being human is what he tends to hide. The clock ticked and ticked until she thought it was tapping at her brain. There was no doubt about it. She d slipped into some whacky version of The X-Files. Sherri pushed up from the couch and went to the kitchen to grab her purse and car keys.  You re leaving then? he asked. She gave him a pointed glare.  You re nuts. You and your crazy partner-friend-whatever the hell he is, are completely off this plane. I can t believe what you just told me. It s crazy. You re crazy! He stood, grimacing, and took hold of his shirt, pulling it over his head. He kicked off his shoes and took down his pants and underwear.  Let me show you.  No. She held up a hand to stop him.  No! He got down on his hands and knees and raised his head to watch her reaction as she backed to the front door, escaping. Her hand clasped the doorknob, and clenched. His face changed before her eyes, elongating. His limbs were shortening. His shape shifted, and then came clear. Not a man. The white wolf standing there on the carpet watched her with amber-brown yes. It lowered its head and whined, ears back. She turned the handle and spilled out onto the cement patio. Her heart slammed inside her chest. It was difficult to breathe right then. Everything in her purse scattered across the ground. The wolf sauntered toward her and nuzzled her cheek with a cold, wet nose. She sucked in a breath. Sherri pushed the animal away and scrambled to grab up her belongings, tears stinging her eyes.  I ve lost my mind, she said to herself. It was the only plausible explanation.  I ve gone and lost it. She shoved everything back into her purse and hurried to stand. Her sanctuary had become a nightmare. The wolf sat on its haunches, head cocked to one side. It whined again, this time louder, more urgent. She turned her back on it and sprinted to her car. Safe inside, she shoved the key in the ignition, her eyes fixed on the animal. It hadn t moved, hadn t chased. The wolf stood there by the open door, looking forlorn and lost. Sherri turned the key. The wolf lowered its head, ears pricked now. Waiting. She shook her head no and backed out across the gravel drive. She turned her car slowly, afraid whatever delusions she was suffering from might cause her to have an accident.  Careful, she whispered.  You re imagining this. It s shock. Shock over Roger. Stupid, stupid Roger. And all of a sudden Roger didn t seem that bad. Going back wasn t impossible now. In fact, it seemed like the most logical thing to do. She drove along the road keeping her eyes straight ahead. Avoiding the rear view mirror took effort. If she looked there she might see something she didn t want to see. A wolf running along the road chasing her. Maybe two wolves if what David had said was actually true. But it couldn t be real.  It s not. Not real. It s ridiculous. She applied more pressure to the gas pedal, leaving those two men behind. Chapter Nine She parked in the drive and stared at the house, her hands fastened tight to the steering wheel. Sherri knew Roger wasn t home. She knew this was her chance to do one of two things. Take revenge by trashing the house and taking back all her things or stay there and wait for his sorry ass to get off work. Maybe they could work things out. She guessed with time, she might be able to forgive him. Of course, she wasn t sure she wanted to do either. Leaving had felt so final. So she waited and stared at the bird of paradise bushes as their yellow and orange flowers swayed in the late afternoon breeze. The sun would set in a couple of hours. If he didn t come home, she figured he d be boffing his boss at work. Anger sizzled in her mind. Okay, forgiveness is out. Her cell rang. She was amazed it had survived the fall at David s house. She fished it out of her purse and looked at the screen.  Mom. She pressed the button to answer.  Hello, Mom.  Hi baby. You okay?  Yeah. No. Um. Not really. I left Roger. I came home and caught him in bed with his boss. In our bed. There was a cool silence for a long time followed by a disappointed sigh.  Baby, I know. He called me yesterday and told me what happened. Incredulous, Sherri had to ask.  What s his excuse?  He said it was a mistake. A stupid mistake that he regrets. He wants you back, if you ll have him. He knows it ll take time for you to forgive him.  Ha. She couldn t believe this. He d actually called her mother and told her? The guy was either a complete idiot or he really did feel bad about it.  What are you going to do?  I um, I don t know. I stayed with friends last night, but I can t go back there. Not now. I think I need to get on my feet by myself this time.  Mm hmm. I understand.  What do you think, Mom?  What do I think& ? She was quiet again while she thought over her answer.  I think I don t want you to end up like me. I had [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ] zanotowane.pl doc.pisz.pl pdf.pisz.pl blacksoulman.xlx.pl