Chapter 55

What? Sherman told him to eat them right there, huh?

Like, it was for real?

Daniel freaked out.

Then, the private room door swung open, and a server came in with a can of herring.

Even from ten feet away, you could catch a whiff of that odd, metallic stench.

“Let’s get started,” Sherman said, his fingers tracing the outline of the cross slowly, his voice barely a whisper.

*Sherman…” Daniel stuttered, anxiety making his words trip over each other. “You, you, you’re a vegetarian, right? From, from now on, I’ll, um, I’ll join you. We can do meatless Mondays or every day!”

Sherman gave him a look. “A man’s only as good as his word.”

Daniel shuffled to the table with leaden feet. “Sherman…”

“Eat.”

That single word sapped Daniel of any will to resist. He numbly picked up a canned herring. shut his eyes, steeled his heart, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The taste was wickedly intense!

But Daniel forced it down. No sooner had he swallowed than his stomach started a riot. He

bolted to the restroom, wishing he could vomit up his very soul.

up, frowning slightly. “The

that, he turned and

What

have to eat the rest?

kindness, devoted to peace and love. How

have

thought, Daniel calmed down, washed his face,

stepped through the casino’s gate, the manager huffed out after him.

“What’s up?”

handed Daniel a bag. “Mr. Robinson, this

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Chucker 55

you. He insists that you

speechless, wondering what fresh

due to make a house call for

seemed no better,

knew that the parasites within him had reduced by more than

you been taking the meds on schedule?” Anthea

you instructed, Ms. Yeager. He’s been taking them on

day.”

you a prescription. Bathe him twice a day. Once in the

will be back on his

month of these baths, he

walk.”

face lit

nodded, scribbling a prescription and handing it to

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