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Let's fish, Killer replied, and added with a wry smile, I need the practice. I've never been good with water.

While they watched the stream, he regaled her with the tale of his and Caracal's journey toward the island without waiting for the land bridge to emerge. He'd almost drowned!

And for the first time in a while, speaking of Cal didn't hurt so bad. His memory was, truly, a blessing.