tunned silence. Marcus doesn't care. His focus is singular, obsessive
a man who taught me how to ride a bike. "You're in on this, are
ut Mr. Davies, a man in his late sixties, in handcuffs for "obstructing a gube
hing, trying to stop them. But I pass righ
who has been here since my mother was a child.
her, his voice flat and cold. "I'll personally call
e turning and walking out of the house she has ca
piece, to punish a ghost. To force m
ds frozen, the red mark on his
in the eye. "Every person who suffers, it's because you and your si
, tears finally breaking fre
If she's not back by tomorrow, you'll be in the foster care system. We'll see how l
shut behind him. Leo collapses to the f
atch him cry, my own spectral form vibrating with a rage that has no outlet. I remember the cold, the dark, the feeling of my lungs seizin
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