"Calf," he mumbles, screwing his eyes closed. He doesn't have the energy to pretend to be okay. He doesn't have the spirit for it. He needs to, though, he has to try. For Daisy at least, he has to try.
Neal opens his eyes, studying her face with haunted blue eyes. "Did you... did those things..."
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Neal opens his eyes, studying her face with haunted blue eyes. "Did you... did those things..."