s Point
ords float like fog. Seraphina's in
quite small. "We just i
at my watch. "We've got twenty-e
It's big and barely dips.
eek at the town. "My lawyer's in the hall at ten
now? My clothes
s at her hands, and tears begin n
closet," I say now. "My h
he doors. She sighs at the clothes insid
it's to
" I sit by the glass. "Folks
ke type
ke or true,
's plain and nice. The type
pretty," sh
hirl. See if
ig
ig
rips falling and boxes sliding. When she steps o
and her hair seems to burn bright. She seems lovely
ink?" she says,
rich guy's
e she came here. "Is tha
's id
h words. Marcus' name pops on t
ll ring. Congrats, dear
ow does Marcus know this now?
What is
yes me, filled with fear.
a bad omen. My brother lurks, eyes on me, for my fall
I tell Seraphina. "T
g towards the ba
es
n. I know this is work, j
or shuts tight, I
d, a fl
y w
he deed's details. My
peep. "How did he he
und my lair. "This stays secret, Richard.
thinks so. Perhaps
ot. He knows why
my tas
s. No mess, no fuss. F
The dark sky has bright buildin
wice. A number un
n Kane
The voice sounds smoky.
uined my folks long ago. He made dad kil
k now?" My voice
o meet my
s your
" Vincent laughs, a sad sound. "She is m
drink spills and shatters d
ve eyed her for years
eak lie
why her mom lied." Vincent lowers his
. I eye the phone,
rying the next day is my worst foe's kid. I'm paying
ar water running in her restroom. She's bathi
w who I am and what her dad did? Is it a plan
of my dad from my young age. He smiles and holds me. Six months
dad. "What do I do now, Dad? How
's been dead fifteen years
g Vincent's
are soft as she readies for sleep. Sh
ates with tex
The next day is
nows who Seraphina is. He planned thi
p on the next day. All papers have my signature on it. And somewhere in t
ne. On the next day I wed my foe's kid. What I wonder is, does she hav