I settled into an aching, locked-up posture, watching the action with my pleasantly grotesque grin.
I said, “If you put a smile out and you get one back, you feel connected.”
Whop!
The angry zombie chick slapped me. And the visual was gone.
“Uh-huh-huh-huh!” But I still had my grin. “Huh-huh!”
I rubbed my face, swatting away the microscopic mosquitoes bombarding my cheek. My smile was being stabbed by thousands of tiny, flickering beaks.
I said, “Think about traveling in a land where you don't know the language. A smile actually does the talking for you.”
Shocker took out her earpiece, then grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked my head down. She took out my earpiece, locking her fierce eyes onto mine. Speaking in a low growl only we could hear she said, “What did you take?”
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