The Fallowing – The Third, Part V

Sorry for the lack of updates.  I’ve been working feverishly on my second novel.  But I haven’t forgotten about this craziness.

Novel: Occult Adventure

I left him there with snow packed on his eye and returned to the back of the house.  I stomped a path back and forth, fuming all the while.  How dare he say that to me?  This fight was every bit as much mine as it was his.  He fully deserved that black eye.

I heard the door open behind me, but it was only Cassie.  Still I spun around so fast that she jumped.

“I heard shouting,” she said.  “And gunshots.”

“Then why are you out here?” I shot back.

“Sam’s hurt.”

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