milo hates staying here , and i 'm so beat after work that i usually just conk out when i get home . this time he came back with whiskey , which brought a smile to his face . her breath caught in her throat as the first explosions started to rock through her . the eye glared from the back of the ax head . hes been training me to manipulate space-time , so he seems to be the real deal . im only passing on the message . chapter 61 : all the news thats fit for prints . 