Caleb picked up one of the knives and held it, getting used to the feeling of it in his hand. The words blurred on the page for a moment, the hazy confusion of upset and pain. Even though he had seen those similarities, now he fumbled over a choice when it was left up to him.
"If you tell me which," he said quietly, "then I will go first."
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Caleb picked up one of the knives and held it, getting used to the feeling of it in his hand. The words blurred on the page for a moment, the hazy confusion of upset and pain. Even though he had seen those similarities, now he fumbled over a choice when it was left up to him.
"If you tell me which," he said quietly, "then I will go first."