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I settled into the chair, turned it on, and started massaging. James remained absorbed in his reading. Not even a hello or a tease about my needing a massage. After a few minutes, I decided to break the silence. "Your counseling made a great impact," I began, hoping to initiate a conversation. "Mmm," he hummed without taking his eyes off the book. "What are you reading?" "It's not what, but who am I reading... Kavie Craig," James replied, his tone suddenly filled with interest. The slight wrinkles at the corners of his eyes revealed his enthusiasm. James' tone kindled with an immediate core of interest to talk about this Kavie Craig.

I yelled, my anger overwhelming me all of a sudden. "Cass, I—" Jake tried to speak, but I silenced him with the raise of my palm. I won't stand for this, I needed to let everything out without an interruption. "No. I don't need any excuses. I want answers, instead. Why are you guys arguing about it? What is it about the book that is making you act like this? You guys know something about the amulet...the history or something. What is it? Tell me everything. I need to know more. Who really is Ameris?" The last question seemed to have frozen them as they stood in silence for a while, trying to process my questions.

If you get upset, I don't mind firing someone for you. "Now you scared them." Claire stated laughing. "Relax, I'm reasonable. I won't let him fire anyone if it's not fair." I stated. "Who's a fan of Raquel's work here?" Everyone raised their hands except for Rustin and James. "Seriously?" "I love my wife but I don't read romantic books." Rustin replied. "I don't expect men to read my books. It's catered towards women." I added. "James bought several copies of my books but he hasn't read a single book."

As soon as we stepped inside, the familiar smell of coffee and old books greeted us. For a moment, everything felt normal again. Almost. Then James ruined it. “We have a problem.” The entire room froze. Nobody liked those words anymore. Not even a little. Maya groaned dramatically. “Can we go one day?” “No.” “One afternoon?” “No.” “One hour?” James looked unimpressed. “Definitely no.” The room immediately grew serious. Ethan folded his arms. “What happened?” James dropped a folder onto the table. The sound echoed through the bookstore.

My sons growing comfortable with a man they didn't know was their father. The hour passed too quickly and also not quickly enough. Carter did better as he relaxed, stopped trying so hard, let the twins lead. James asked him approximately four thousand questions ranging from "do you like pizza" to "why is the sky blue" to "can you do a handstand." Carter answered everything honestly, admitted when he didn't know things, didn't try to perform perfect adult who had all the answers. August stayed next to him through the whole space dog book and then brought him a second book, and then a third. Each book was a small offering, a test Carter passed by reading without trying to add commentary or be

He spoke to the librarian in hushed tones and walked out, not without a lingering gaze at our table. I released a breath I didn't know I'd been holding. Sara noticed and smiled secretly. I saw it anyway. “So—” James exhaled. “You guys planning to read something?” he asked, cocking a brow jokingly. “Isn't that why we're here?” Sara sarcastically replied. We bent our heads down to read for the upcoming tests we had. I've never had a real test like this before. I didn't know how it would feel. James was trying to explain some topics in Business when his hands travelled down my arm. I didn't reply but only smiled.

“Then tell Mommy to share her problems with us. We’ll understand.” James, who had been quiet all this time, finally spoke up. “Mommy, can I ask you something?” I paused, then nodded slowly. “Yes, go ahead.” I knew James’ question wouldn’t be easy. My heart tightened in my chest. “What if we didn’t go to that hotel yesterday?” he asked seriously, though his voice still held that childlike tone. “What if Jasmine and I weren’t in the restroom? Would we have ever known? Would you have kept it from us forever?”

Then she pointed at me accusingly. “But you—you’re the real crazy part! White witches are just marshmallows on this plate of reality!” “Well, now you know,” I said with a shrug. She studied me for a long beat. “What do you want, James? Why are you here now?” “Didn’t you read the book?” “No. I just started before you waltzed in.” She replied annoyed. “You don’t need to read it. You can ask me anything. Or better yet—I can show you.”

james joins cole on the long solfa seat. " are you sure you got the cover description right?" I raise an eyebrow towards Roman, no matter how determined i am to find the book we have had to be sure of what we were looking for,obviously we've been searching for hours and to no avail. "Am sure, I can't mistake that book for anything in the world" he sounds almost angry we where doubting him. I take in a deep breath " guys we can't give up now, let's keep on searching ."

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