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- I leaned forward and said a name.
- “Clayton?”
- The voice was ice. “That’s one of my names.”
- I stood up. “What do you mean? Is this Clayton or not?”
- “I’m everything. I’m everyone.” A static-filled pause. “I’m even you.”
- This comment forced the fear to adopt a casual, friendly tone. I did not want to antagonize whoever this was. I would play dumb. I would pretend to be having a conversation with someone else. I had started shaking so hard that it was almost impossible to keep my voice steady.
- Lunar Park, chapter 23
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