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Epilogue

Laurell K. Hamilton
Narcissus in Chains

1

JUNE HAD COME in like its usual hot, sweaty self, but a freak cold front
had moved in during the night and the car radio had been full of the record
low temperatures. It was only in the low sixties, not that cold, but after
weeks of eightyтАУ and ninety-plus, it felt downright frigid. My best friend,
Ronnie Sims, and I were sitting in my Jeep with the windows down, letting the
unseasonably cool air drift in on us. Ronnie had turned thirty tonight. We
were talking about how she felt about the big 3-0 and other girl talk.
Considering that she's a private detective and I raise the dead for a living
it was pretty ordinary talk. Sex, guys, turning thirty, vampires, werewolves.
You know, the usual.
We could have gone inside the house, but there is something about the
intimacy of a car after dark that makes you want to linger. Or maybe it was
the sweet smell of springlike air coming through the windows like the caress
of some half-remembered lover.
"Okay, so he's a werewolf. No one's perfect," Ronnie said. "Date him, sleep