“Wha…?” He couldn’t finish. His throat tightened. He felt sick inside. “It’s okay, Daddy. They’re not going to eat you or anything. Not anymore.” She lowered her hand from his chin, and shook her head as if she pitied him… — Kristopher Rufty Copy Share Image
“Wha…?” He couldn’t finish. His throat tightened. He felt sick inside. “It’s okay, Daddy. They’re not going to eat you or anything. Not anymore.”… — Kristopher Rufty Copy Share Image
“A shot of dread hit Vincent in the chest. Something was wrong. He knew it. Leanne had never been late, ever. If she knew… — Kristopher Rufty Copy Share Image
