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The Watcher

Fallon POV

Bruce and I leave the Z brothers and the little magic shop. I do not feel like I know any more now than I did when I left home, but I have a book with my family history. I guess that is something. Maybe there is something in this book to help me sort out my past.

"You okay?" Bruce asks me.

I look up at his blonde hair blowing in the wind. The wind seems to follow us around. It is not windy, and I am not cold, but something in the breeze calls out to me or maybe him.

"When will you tell me who you really are, Bruce?" I ask him.

Bruce pulls my hand to his lips and gently kisses the top of my hand. He looks into my eyes, and I see something different. The wind continues to blow through his hair, and his eyes seem to change.

"I am nothing to fear. First, a drink and dinner, then we will dive into who I am and your family history," Bruce says.

We will go down Royal street to a small side street that seems to turn from pavement to cobblestone. It is not a street, more like a smal
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