Jo peeked out the window several times. Though the light had gone out, Jo's skin was tight and she kept pacing, scratching her arm. The water was finally steady.
Apparently Dylan was bored with all the reports, because he whined, "I want to go see Evie."
"Absolutely not."
"But she's moving tomorrow."
"Dylan, go to your room."
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The Lamb and the Gray Battle
FantasyEvie has spent the last 575 years on the North American continent, now called America, the Pure and Clean. She smiles, volunteers and makes cakes and pastries for her neighbors, hiding away her demon blood. She wants nothing to do with her estranged...
