He looked blank. โHeโs the one whoโs been doing the magic against us?โ โDuh,โ I said. โDoona be โduhโing me, lass,โ he growled, his burr thickening.
Karen Marie MoningDaddy looked at her hard, and right before my eyes, he changed. I watched him inflate again, shake off his own emotions and puff himself up for her. Become her man. Her rock. I smiled. I loved him so much. He'd dragged mom kicking and screaming from grief once before and I knew I could rest easy that he would never let grief steal her from him again. No matter what happened to me.
Karen Marie MoningIt's not my fault who I am. The only think that's my fault is what I choose to do
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