There were five others before they got to him. He smiled a little when his turn came. His voice was low, smoky, and dead sexy. “My name is Augustus Waters,” he said. “I’m seventeen. I had a little touch of osteosarcoma a year and a half ago, but I’m just here today at Isaac’s request. ” “And how are you feeling?” asked Patrick. “Oh, I’m grand. ” Augustus Waters smiled with a corner of his mouth. “I’m on a roller coaster that only goes up, my friend.
I've lived in California for half of my life. It's weird, everyone thinks of me as this guy who's from the South. . . I'm really a Californian.