lick?
The trick was not to think about what he was saying before he said it. If he came at it sideways, if he tackled it into the snow, then he and Fraser were back on that tundra, nowhere and no one to judge. “I gotta ask you something.” His mouth felt dry; he licked his lips. “You ever gotta ask a question, and you know it's gonna sound queer but you gotta?”









