June 26th excerpt:
Jacob flinched. Thanks to the water that soaked his hair, many grains of salt clung to him and he frowned in confusion. “Dude, what the hell?!” blurted out of him before he could stop it. He tried again to tug an arm free so he could brush the salt away.
June 25th excerpt:
“I told you I’m not going to hurtcha,” Sam said, frowning at the exaggerated movements from his hand. “Just… don’t want to get my laptop wet.”
He bit the cap off the bottle of holy water, which was in an extravagant clear plastic bottle shaped like Mary, Mother of Jesus, and tilted it so a drop hung out, then shook the entire thing to jar the drop free and send it splashing onto Jacob’s head.
Brothers Apart 