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- “Toss me to my body,” Ferrin’s head demanded. “Make it a good throw.”
- Keeping one hand on the bridle, Jason crouched and scooped up the head. An underhand toss sent Ferrin’s head spinning through the air to the outstretched hands of his body, which straddled the terrified stableman.
- “That is much harder than it looks,” Ferrin said while reattaching his head to his neck. “Catching your own head, I mean.”
- Chapter 12
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