Dances With Demons - A Phoenix Chronicle Novella by Lori Handeland Page B

I know.”
    She believed it. How strange.
    “It might be a bit difficult to explain why I never grow old, and you do.”
    “That sucks.” Her hand fell to her side as she wrinkled her nose. “The way you and Liz tell it, we’ll all be lucky to grow old at all. Explaining your lack of wrinkles and gray hair is going to be the least of our worries.”
    “I’ll never let anything hurt you,” he vowed.
    “I know.”
    “Nor the children.”
    “The children!” She glanced at the window, through which the morning sun shone. “How long before they arrive?”
    “A few hours yet.”
    “We should probably wash up.”
    “We?”
    Her lips curved, and his body responded as bodies do. She led him toward the still broken red door. “A few hours might be just enough time.”
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    If you enjoyed this Phoenix Chronicle novella,
    please check out the other books in the Phoenix Chronicles.
    Any Given Doomsday
    Doomsday Can Wait
    Apocalypse Happens
    Chaos Bites
    as well as the short story “There Will Be Demons”
    in the collection Hex Appeal