“Luke said as he piloted the Chicken-ship deeper into the swamp. “Who was that guy?” Semelee pulled off the black wig and shook out her silver white hair. She didn’t feel like talkin’. Her stomach still wasn’t right. “He saw me in the room. I think he might be the old guy’s kin.” “That why he was trailin’ you?” “Maybe. I don’t know. All I know is I felt so strange in that room. It started as soon as I stepped through the door and got worse and worse the closer I got to the old man’s bed. I start...ed feeling sick and weak, and the air got so thick I could barely breathe. I tell you, Luke, all I wanted to do was get out of there and get far, far away as fast I could.” “Think it was the guy?” “Could’ve been, but I don’t think so.” This man wasn’t just a guy, wasn’t just one of the old man’s kin. This man was the one she’d sensed coming for the past two days, and he was special. She sensed something about him…a destiny, maybe. She didn’t know exactly what, she just knew he was special.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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