Emotions & Feelings

"No. It's not okay. You're not going." He used the voice.
"Excuse me?" "You can't tell me what to do!"
"Oh yes I can—I'm your father!"
"Since when?"

"First dead person, kid?"John says as he pulls the ambulance into traffic.
I decide not to answer him, because I don't want to get into it. I eye Holly, but she's not answering for me. How much does she know?


All I could think was that I was in over my head again. The guy had one hand tight on my throat and I was pinned down. The other hand held a knife. He was snarling at me but I couldn't make out anything. Then I looked in his eyes and noticed that he was as scared as I was. He was breathing hard and he was trying to say something.
"You tell, I kill," was what I finally made out.