[Bovice]

Holden jumped when Anne slammed the milk on the table. "Yes ma'am." He said grabbing the glass and drinking it slowly. His stomach started to burn as it started breaking down the milk. He set the glass down and looked at Anne with weak golden eyes, he quickly looked away. "Di-..did Solomon tell you how I died?" He asked as he started smelling the bacon. "Or what happened after my soul got jammed into this body?" He asked flinching as he somewhat grasped his chest. "I..I don't like this Anne, every sound I hear or whenever someone makes a move towards me no matter what they are. I feel like they are gonna hit me or something." Holden looked at Anne for a few moments, but looked away.