As he listened he again heard her verbalise the thing he noticed was different between the two of them, but on the same line. ... my mother's people... His mother's people, the coven, and in particular Annie, had literally saved him, had helped him, more than once.
He nodded slowly, looking down at her hand as he ran his thumb across the back of it. "C'n y' promise me one thing?" he asked. "If y' feel the need t' stuff thing in a bag, y' call me?"