The Lady of the Steel Claw MC
Patrick peered around me curiously, and stepped into the house behind me, immediately sensing something wasn’t right.
“Mama?” I said, and she looked up at me with blue eyes ringed in red from weeping. “What’s the matter?”
She sniffled, and pressed a wadded up tissue to her nose. “Your father is dead,” was all she could manage to say.
I felt my heart drop into the pit of my stomach, felt the world seize up and freeze around me. I was anchored to nothing; I felt like the earth might shake me loose and I would go flying up into the outer atmosphere. But Patrick took my hand and weighed me back down again, and when I looked at him I saw my own pain and fear and panic and grief reflected back at
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