It took me awhile to understand this all. Jeb, the old man, tried to explain it to me. salut continued to call me "honey" and "sweety". It made me uncomfortable, no one ever called me that. My father didn't even call me that, let alone any of my other relatives. I kept stealing glances at everyone, Kyle, Ian. Kyle and Ian looked a lot alike, they could have been twins, but Kyle was taller and stronger.
I kept peeking at Wanda, I was afraid of her, even though I wanted to hug her. She looked like one of my Friends that I would greet with a hug, but she was a soul. She was my enemy.
We where walking...
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