The Boy Who Became Don

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e flame jumped to lif

sed it, I sa

felt pad was, a tiny corne

rom my desk to pry it out. It was a n

ndwriting was Connor's. The wor

re for

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ery single day. I

r. The one you told me about. I'll wait for you. For b

ove

again. A

ng to take

o take my moth

this house of monsters who was truly mine. If she left, I would be co

leave me. S

ms flashed in my mind. The look on

woul

n't control, I held the n

turned black, and

n my room. Then I closed the lighter, wiped my sw

her the

this," I said, my voice flat.

ing the engraved "C." A sad,

spered, her eyes mist

ught he was just leaving. She ha

my window. Noon came and went

ted. She n

his heart broken by a cho

had made that