Dark Possession: Bound To The Mafia Don
into my hands — a smooth stone, a shell, even a bit of driftwood shaped like a crooked wand.
“You keep that one,” he told me, placing the stick in my hand. “For luck.”
I turned it over, feeling the roughness against my palm.
“Thanks, bud.”
Ashley started snapping pictures — Henry mid-run, Henry crouching in the sand, Henry pretending to swordfight with his own shadow. I even caught her pointing the camera at me a few times, but I didn’t say anything.
Truth was, my smile in those shots probably looked real enough. But Inside was different.
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