March 24th excerpt:
After a moment of thought, Dean reached up and tapped the back of his neck close to Stan. “If someone sees you or you need me for anything, just give me a punch,” he advised. “I can find a corner to talk.”
Stan blinked at the finger above his head, wide-eyed at the notion of hitting Dean. He’d never ever struck a human for any reason, and could hardly believe he was being asked to. He didn’t even know if the human would feel it if he tried.
Brothers Apart 