486 Chapter 486

"Cass?" Jamie said again, leaning toward me. "What are you thinking about?"

"Sorry. I was just wondering do you think there are different degrees of death?"

I pulled my eyes away from Margie's picture to look at him and saw by his expression that he wasn't completely shocked at the question, as if he'd pondered it himself before. But he didn't say that. Instead, he made a joke. "You mean like 'only mostly dead'?"

I giggled, recognizing the line from The Princess Bride, one of my favorite movies. Elliott quotes it all the time, but only recently have I noticed Jamie is also familiar with the movie. "Something like that," I nodded. "Do you think if someone had only been dead for a few seconds, your blue light could suck them back in?"

"Why do you ask?" He shifted on the couch again, and I regretted making him feel uncomfortable. That wasn't my intention when the question had popped out of my mouth.