"It would have to be a good sacrifice," I said. "Not just an apple and a pile of grapes."
"We haven't got them anyway. We haven't got anything."
I glanced quickly at Archie. He was making a noise, probably waking up.
"We have," I said.
Doug stared vacantly at me. I felt something hard and sinuous shoot down my arms and into my fingers, closing them into a fist. With it, the anger coursed through me again. So dumb. Stupid, stupid Doug.
"Who's that guy God sent a sheep to?"
"And he would have sacrificed a young boy, yeah?"
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