Book Six: Chapter 33

Shaking his head, he blinked away the sparkling lights that appeared once more. They shifted back and forth like a metronome, and he tried to look away but couldn’t. He remembered learning about them in boy scouts, something about how lights would appear if you got lost in a cave with no light source. Cavers would chase those phantom lights, thinking escape was just around the corner. If they were lucky, they would slam into a wall rather than fall into a crack and vanish from the world.

Thinking about being stuck in a crack in the earth made him think of Leeds. That fucker had likely lost his mind months ago, but Mike had no way of knowing. Once a month, Abella would make a trip out that direction to make sure Leeds’ living tomb looked undisturbed. Mike had considered going with her just to piss on the bastard’s mountain, but had spent the time at Velvet’s grave instead. They had buried her next to her parents in a spot with a beautiful view of the valley.

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