Category Archives: Chapter 08

Eight – 05

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] I tugged on my boots.  Kailey crossed her arms, watching me, her expression suddenly suspicious. “What are you not telling me?” she asked. I shook my head quickly and regretted … Continue reading

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Eight – 04

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Fine.” The word came as an exhaled breath. “Fine, dammit, fine. There are riders coming cross-country. I saw them from the orchard. They’re armed. They might be scouts, they might … Continue reading

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Eight – 03

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] “Oh hell no.” Kailey crossed the room in two seconds flat and grabbed my arm before I could stop her—or warn her. Hell, someone should have warned me. The pain … Continue reading

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Eight – 02

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] My heart started hammering faster, like it was trying to batter its way through my breastbone to reach open air. “Where? Why?” “Dad said to take you below where it’s … Continue reading

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Eight – 01

[This post is from Thomas Merlin Ambrose’s point of view.] Wake up, Lin. The covers and my mattress cocooned me. If I didn’t move, I didn’t hurt. If I didn’t move, I could stay comfortable. Everything would be fine. Wake … Continue reading

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