e Harv
s were
n agonizing burning in my chest. I gasped, but in
s flew
himmering, distorted light of the sun. I recognized the mur
lake on the
a swimming race to the small island in the middle of the lake. Halfway there, she'd feigned a cramp, and w
life, but back into the old one. B
lumsy, fighting my way toward the surface. My head broke through the
from the shore. "How dare you
ace was wrapped in his arms, soaking wet and shivering dramatically. Her fac
rst branded me as "vicious." The day
med my innocence, my words dissolving into hy
hilling calm s
I let the water support me and took a moment to examin
y silence. He saw it as defiance. "Get her
I stumbled onto the grassy bank, dri
shed toward me, her face a perfect mask of concern. "Oh
ke water. I said nothing. The look on my face made
ld for his precious, perfect sister. "What d
but steady. "Kandace," I said, my voice cutting through her fake whim
as simple: she was supp
r lip trembling. She opened her palm to reveal a cheap, gaudy glass pen
ed. He glared at me,
y right hand. A thin, red line was carved into
voice level, "then why are there scrat
e trying to give it to me on the shore? Or did it happen to break off in th
was the other half of the broken clasp, and nestl
back. But it was too late. We had all seen th
asn't a fool. The evidence was rig
r. "Did I push her, Junior? Or did she try to
, her eyes wide with a mixture of shock and fear. She h
oughs, her hand flying to her chest. It was her go-to move, faki
ly an act. The shock was real. And it w
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