He picked up the remote and sat himself to her right. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. There were mysterious sounds, all of them musical. "Never throw away a chance," thought Jonathan. The few whites he had ever known generally offered to pet him when they really wanted to kick him.
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