Rebel Swan Snippet #4
It was about ten minutes before the Shade gave up and left my
room with a huff. He, unlike many people in my life, knew when to let me be in
my mood. Or he easily gave up.
After a while, I growled and turned my phone back on. A
high-pitched ding and 3 unread messages
blinked onto the screen.
Come get your brother.
He’s in trouble. Not talking.
NOW
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