There are worse things than being robbed…” I could smell the sick old-meat stench on his breath, like he really had eaten my grandmother. “…worse things than dyin’ even. You be a good boy, Little Red, and maybe you’ll get to live awhile. Maybe you’ll get to die in your own natural time.

There are worse things than being robbed…” I could smell the sick old-meat stench on his breath, like he really had eaten my grandmother. “…worse things than dyin’ even. You be a good boy, Little Red, and maybe you’ll get to live awhile. Maybe you’ll get to die in your own natural time.

– Neal Shusterman –

Red Rider’s Hood

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