Welcome to another Six Sentence Sunday! I have (a little more than) six from Fighting for Them.


I glanced up at the spirits again. They never spoke, just stared at me, watching. Crazy creepers. “Why won’t you talk to me?”

“Reese, yelling at the ghosts isn’t going to help.” Trevor’s voice was soft and soothing. It glided over me, calming. He stepped closer and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

I sank into him, loving the comfort and calm he provided me. His clean, earthy scent enveloped me. “I want them home. I want Salrus dead. I want to make the council pay for everything.”


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