"I cannot honestly say that I know what you are. I'm not even certain about what we are. Maybe we're simply mutants, mistakes of nature, or miracle workers, like angels. Or maybe we're . . . something else." "Something bad?" He paused, his dark eyes falling onto my face. "Maybe."
"I cannot honestly say that I know what you are. I'm not even certain about what we are. Maybe we're simply mutants, mistakes of nature, or miracle workers, like angels. Or maybe we're . . . something else." "Something bad?" He paused, his dark eyes falling onto my face. "Maybe."