“I don’t have time for this, god damn it. In the kitchen, Nancy bent over in front of the oven. ‘I was born out of New York. He kept reading the same sentence over and over: “’A witch is born out of the true hungers of her time,’ she said. There was nothing in his place but the long black shadows of an empty house. “We fucked like polecats half an hour ago, then you cut me up like a rib eye and I don’t appreciate it,” didn’t sound quite right. And he knew what he’d see before he even looked down; the scratches on his chest were still bleeding, turning his shirt into a red crisscross. He almost grinned, but caught himself. The look made all the hairs on him stand straight up. He ran to the bathroom and splashed water on his face, but all this did was leave him with a wet face. Did you take anything tonight, or drink anything? No heart attack actually came, and he was almost disappointed. Don’t think I didn’t catch you peeping at her legs. “This looks so unhealthy,” she said.
