“Get out of here!” Edgar instantly lifted his body with both his hands acting as support while peering up at me. Still wearing that grim look on his face that he’d been giving me since morning.
My mouth is probably smelling; that was my first thought to this as I had whispered very close to his nose.
I am just from sleep, and morning breaths are the worst. However, I could only perceive the strong scent of alcohol in my breath.
Maybe he hated the stench? But then again, what about the first time I had greeted him from a distance? Did he get the odor from that far?
“What have I done wrong!?” I pestered him for an answer even though he made my blood run cold with his sudden yell. And I wasn’t going to leave this room without one. “I’m not going anywhere unless you tell me what aweful
