The Gathering Darkness
“I couldn’t sleep, so I lay awake in bed most of the night studying the grimoire, or at least willing myself to read the words. As hard as I tried though, I couldn’t read the ancient fairy Welsh.
After a few hours of sleep, I got up, had a shower, and waited curled into the corner of the porch swing for the rest of Deadwich to wake up. The morning was cool and cloudy—a far cry from yesterday, but fitting.
Amy arrived at Aunt Rachel’s around nine. I didn’t even have to call her.
She handed me a gym bag and sat down beside me on the porch swing. I looked at her confused.
“It’s Marcus’ stuff from the locker room at school. I thought you might want to take care of it for him, so I told Justin I’d get it to him.” She smiled half-heartedly.
“Oh. I’ll make sure he gets it,” I said, feeling as if I had a piece of him with me now.
“I came to take you to the hospital.
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