Devourer of Souls
The man in yellow grabbed Bobby’s shoulders
slammed him under the water
held him there
“He will?” I managed, hoping I sounded surprised and not like I was choking on my tongue, which is what it felt like.
Dad nodded, grinning ear to ear, as if announcing the birth of his first-born SON, for shit’s sake. “After you fellas came back from The General Store—where you both must’ve bought his book—Bobby spent the afternoon reading The King Wears Yellow. Then he came for the closing services at VBS, answered Reverend McIlvian’s altar call, and made a profession of faith, pledging his life to Him.”
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