“She scoffed at his light tone as she made sure to keep her voice to a whisper like him. “How many sisters did you say you have?” “Three. Why?” “Tell me how it is they let you live this long?” He pointed to the scar on his head. “I assure you, there was no lack of trying to kill me. I’m just really resilient.” She followed him over a fallen tree. “Apparently.” He.”
