When Phoebe Crivari-Routledge and her mother, Charlize, hear word of Phoebe's father and her half brother's sole guardian being presumed dead at sea,
they drop everything in effort to care for John B and move back to the obx.
(cover by me)
(obx sea...
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The soft breeze from the ocean kisses my skin and calms my racing heart. Truthfully, I don't know why seeing those cards has me so freaked out, maybe it's the reality of my Dad's disappearance hitting me. Before, he still had the chance to one day show back up in my life but now, the chances are awfully slim.
"You're fine," I tell myself, the ocean breeze pushing me over the edge to stability. I let the air leave my lungs and fill them back up, feeling myself shake off the previous feeling. To further calm myself, I reach for JJ's THC Juul, clutching it in my hand and walking down the steps of the front porch, leaning against the wooden structure and taking a puff.
I'll buy him a new one.
Just as I release the smoke from my lungs, feeling the weed variant taking over my nervous system, a noise alerts me to a car coming close to the Chateau. I watch the tinted car for only a second, tucking the Juul into my front pocket.
The closer the car gets, the more alarming it looks. I quickly turn, jogging over to the side of the house and ducking down out of view, not taking any chances. Considering the last few encounters I've had, this car is more likely than not bad news.
My suspicions are confirmed as the black car parks and two burly men climb out of it. Their clothes and features are dark, a vast contrast to the still-shining sun.
