The Clandestine Saga
A thousand thoughts flickered through her mind, each of them a separate puzzle, and while sometimes talking things out with a friend made things clearer, it seemed the more talking she did today, the more confused she became.
The cool February breeze helped to sharpen her mind slightly as she walked. Very few other people were out, which she noted was a good thing. Less of a chance at having to talk to people. “Cadence Josephine,” she muttered to herself. “How does that help me remember Aaron’s middle name?” She went over everything he’d told her about his life in Ireland. His mother’s name was—Bree. His father was Justin. That sort of sounded like Josephine, but not really. She thought abou
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