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... d to subside. Blood slicked my hands, my clothes, and the floor.
My body quivered from the aftershock, muscles still spasming from the near-decapitation. And through it all, Rosario, saintly, panicked, and absolutely infuriating... was hovering.
"Dios mío, niño, what did I do?" she fretted, her hands fluttering near my wound but not quite touching. "How do I start? For the love of the Moon, this shouldn’t have happened here! Ay, Virgen Santísima, your poor mother ...
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