Chapter 24: Preparations for Incubation
The man sat cross-legged where Tammy could see him and laid the staff to his side. Tapping his finger against his chin, the old man stared off into the yon part of the forest as if in deep contemplation. “Where do I start this tale? Where to start?” Tap, tap, tap. Tammy’s left hand was awake to the wrist now. Even though he’d told her she couldn’t rush the process, she didn’t give up trying. It wasn’t in her nature to give up. “How about at the beginning? That’s usually a good idea.” His eyes twinkled as he looked at her. “You’re right. Unfortunately, we don’t have that much time. How about I start near the beginning of your story, though? We might have enough time for that.” He grinned and nausea flooded Tammy’s insides—apparently she could still feel disgust—his teeth looked like the b
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