Don’t You Dare Leave Us!
He put his hand on top of mine and gently squeezed. “He’s still alive, little one, don’t fret.”
He put his hand on top of mine and gently squeezed. “He’s still alive, little one, don’t fret.”
I rested my forehead against him and whispered, “I will fix you, my Light, but I will also make sure whoever did this is punished.”
“She was stealing, and there are others here who are involved, too. You need to shut the entire place down until you find everyone,” I whispered.
“Eurydice was never behind you. It wasn’t real. I wanted to teach you a lesson. We couldn’t, I mean, I couldn’t ever let someone beg me to get a soul back when it’s gone.”
“What, your phone? I…don’t know. Is that important right now, Father?” Zelus replied incredulously.
But they are all fuel. Drives. They motivate us, these things we need and desire. Takes us through each day.
This money thing is frustrating, and I don’t think my “turtles” and drachmas are good for much at this point. I can’t even trade the goats.
Everything I looked at reminded me of the past, good and bad. Something about this made me feel happy.
Each gestured a sign of excitement toward Zeus as they all leaped from the helicopter headlong into the swarm of nightgoyles.
The door slams shut behind me and a gun’s hammer cocks, the feeling of cold steel sitting at the back of my skull.
This is what’s pulled me home. My father’s broken heart. His lost love.
“I heard all of that, Hebe, and that was totally uncalled for,” he said reproachfully. “Ares has been through enough without you acting like a bitch.
Sorry I was so angry earlier. I just hate it when someone hurts my family, foster or blood.
I walked around town yesterday afternoon to get a feel for the area and smiled at all the children dressed up in costumes, already anticipating the upcoming Halloween festival.
I had to stifle my delight every time the angry sky spit out a rush of hailstones that pelted him mercilessly. It was about time that he got a taste of his own medicine.