𖤓 ⋮ cherry waves - jj maybank
𝒾. ╱ in which phoebe crivari-routledge
returns to the obx when her
father goes missing at sea
in the midst of a hunt for gold
-﹙ cover by -swrit...
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"Okay, the road should split up here," Pope instructs my brother, pointing out of the windshield, "You're gonna take a left,"
John B follows the instruction with urgency, rounding the corner hard enough for me to slide across the floor of the Twinkie and end up bumping into JJ.
"Wow, that's very forward of you, Pheebs," JJ grins, holding my shoulders before I pull away from his grip and move back into my seat.
"You are always like this, huh?" I question, hearing Kie snicker in agreement. He winks at me, confirming my thoughts.
"That looks like a stonewall to me!" JJ calls with a grin, peering through the gaps in the front seats to spy the wall in front of us.
"This is it," Pope nods, peering out his window.
I push myself up, craning my neck to look through a window before screwing my face up at the sight of the rickety old house before us, "Oh man not the Crain house,"
JJ slides the van door open, Kie and I piling out after him as John B and Pope join the group. We all stare out at the place, winces clear in our expressions.
