Since we're keeping it primal, you smell good," he observed. "It's called a shower...," I began automatically, then trailed off. My memory snagged, taken aback by a compelling and forceful sense of undue familiarity. "Soap, shampoo, hot water," I added, almost as an afterthought. "Naked. I know the drill," Jev said, something unreadeble passing over his eyes.


Silence (ed. Simon and Schuster, 2011) - ISBN: 9780857072306


Since we're keeping it primal, you smell good, he observed. It's called a shower..., I began automatically, then trailed off. My memory snagged,...

Since we're keeping it primal, you smell good, he observed. It's called a shower..., I began automatically, then trailed off. My memory snagged,...

Since we're keeping it primal, you smell good, he observed. It's called a shower..., I began automatically, then trailed off. My memory snagged,...

Since we're keeping it primal, you smell good, he observed. It's called a shower..., I began automatically, then trailed off. My memory snagged,...