Timothy is the gentleman I just got off the phone with he didn’t take the news very well, poor thing. Computer keys are tapping on her end, probably correcting the entry or something in her database. Now I can, if having a kid is a thing that happens for me. “My name is Mateo.” I got the name from my father and he wants me to pass it down eventually. My heart settles down, even though I feel for this Timothy person. “You’ve got the wrong person,” I tell Andrea. I just breathe because I have fewer than twenty-eight thousand breaths left in me- the average number of breaths a nondying person takes per day-and I might as well use them up while I can. The caller ID reads DEATH-CAST, of course. I’m like a zombie moving toward my desk, slow and walking-dead. They Both Die At End PDF Book By Adam Silvera Name of BookĪbout – They Both Die At End PDF Book By Adam Silvera I slide my laptop off my crossed legs and get up from my bed, swaying to the side, feeling really faint. The phone rings for what’s got to be the thirtieth time, and I can’t avoid it any more than I can avoid what’s going down sometime today. I’d rather run into Dad’s bedroom and curse into a pillow because he chose the wrong time to land himself in intensive care, or punch a wall because my mom marked me for an early death when she died giving birth to me.
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