CHASING ASH (GXG MAFIA) BURN THE DEVIL SEQUEL

Chapter One

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This is the sequel to Burn The Devil.

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6 YEARS LATER

Her diamond, green eyes twinkle against the flame in front of her, her brown hair blowing gently against the breeze entering through the window. "Be careful, baby, don't stand too close" I warned delicately as I blew the match out.

Her head tilts as she furthers herself away from the candle in obedience. "Why do you do a fire, mama?" Adeline inquires, shifting her attention to me. This girl is full of questions. All day, every day, she is blabbering on about the most random questions that come to her little mind.

'Why is the sky blue? Why is broccoli green, and not purple? Why is the man walking with a stick?' That last one was a little too loud, judging by the glare he gave us both on the bus that one time. She makes me question the world around me along with her, seeing life for the first time again.

I exhale for a moment to give her an accurate answer. "Well, when people go to heaven, we light a candle once a year to remember them. When you care about them, it's important to remember their life" I explain, my hands now wrapped in between the strands of her mid-length hair, my fingers gently brushing through them.

"Why a candle, mama?" Adeline asks in curiosity, her brows furrowed, trying to comprehend the complexity of this discussion.

I let a smile escape as I watched her perplexed expression. God, she makes my heart melt. "We do it to honor them, to remind ourselves what a great life they had. Do you understand, chicken?" I conclude as I admire her complacent nod. "Such a smart girl you are" I commend by placing the pad of my thumb over her cheek.

"Did granddad have a great life?" her question digs a little hole through my heart. It's been six years yet the thought of him still makes me want to curl up in a ball and scream all the pain out.

I can feel her little fingers trace over my cheeks when she sees my eyes gloss up. I sink my face in her little hand, closing my eyes to stop the tears that are battling to fall. "Why are you sad, mama?" Adeline asks in confusion.

I let out a stifled chuckle, opening my eyes to glance at her worried face. "I'm not sad, baby. Your grandad had a beautiful life." I reassure as she wipes the tears sliding down my face. Who knew a 3 year old girl could understand me like this? Who knew a little child had more compassion than all adults combined?

"Are you ready to go, Jane?" George asks as his steps make us both turn our attention to him. Adeline lights up as she lets go of my face and sprints over to him, lifting her arm up in attempts to be picked up.

"Dada!" she calls out as he picks her up into his arms, giving her a little spin before placing her on his hip. His eyes fall onto me as I lift myself off the ground to greet him.

He opens his free arm to embrace me as I approach him. He places a warm kiss on my forehead in reassurance. I never need to tell him how I feel, he always knows when I'm trying to hold it all together so that Adeline does not see. He never pushes me to speak, never pushes me to pretend I am okay when I am not. He holds me tightly and makes sure I know he will protect me from any danger that is lurking around me. "Hi sweetie" he whispers to me, his lips still remaining on my skin.