Chronicles of the Marked Luna
“I might not be gifted like you kids, but trust me, I can handle a dog and put him on his leash.”
“I think you are mistaking me for your son,” Tristan replied. “I don't care about your bunch. Repeat what you said about my mother.”
“Let it go, Tristan,” I said, but he paid no attention to me.
“Very well,” Godswill exhaled. “Alicia and I attended the same high school. I watched her crumble, fall apart, until she took her own life, dying like a junk—”
He had barely finished his words when Tristan lunged at him. Even Cameron wore a terrified look as he tried to protect his father. At that speed, it would be impossible.
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