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Chapter 4

Word Count: 1198    |    Released on: Today at 14:50

ke's

we reached the resort town of

I could shower and deal with my bleeding feet. Instead, he

ok," Easton announced, hunting for street parkin

he back seat. "My feet are bleeding and I haven't eaten a prope

without turning around. "Don't kill the vibe. Grab s

when my feet feel like t

w spot, cut the engine, and

. Not a flicker o

. "If you don't want to come, we'll get food and you can go sit on a bench. Bu

nd, he pushed his do

ut right after, racing each

's a bit tall," Avery said sweetly,

it, hopping daintily o

ers a perfunctory tug, and haule

p," he m

ance, Kenzie called out from

e carnival stalls! Th

antly and jogged toward her

slipped on th

d slammed my knee ha

olt of pain s

a metal lamppost, fightin

looked back to see whether I ha

m into the noisy,

the air was a heavy blend of fried d

wooden stall beneath a sign: "Hand-P

quealed, clapping her hands. "Can we

nts." Hiram had his walle

eters away, and came right over with a s

with me! It'll be so fun

me down onto the round wooden stoo

ou first!" K

e paint, Kenzie."

on my shoulders, shoving m

he murmured near my ear. "Loose

eon-pink hair. She looked between u

hind me, exchanging a knowing look

t's a big surprise!" Ke

ded in a crowded tourist street, with no

forehead, my cheeks, the tip of my nos

y's poorly suppress

hroat repeatedly, c

t announced, holding

and looked at mys

was a grotesque, ex

scarlet triangles on both cheeks, and a hug

te about it. Nothing

rate, thoroug

th laughter and snapping

shoulders shaking wit

ke! You're a natur

wn hard on the wooden co

this?" I demanded, star

t the corner of Easton

Don't be so sensitive.

. "I'm twenty-four years old. No

ile vanished into an irritated scowl. "We spent ten dolla

tist turned

tle butterfly on Kenzie's left temple, shimmering blue

ed like a festival sprite stra

Kenzie," Easton murmu

bill from his pocket an

change," E

e receipt left

utterfly: "Premium

on my face: "Quic

ad even budgeted, to the penny, exac

we headed for the

ns dampened at the pretzel stand next do

amped violent

ef burgers!" Avery called out, poi

ing a hand to my abdomen. "Can we get somethin

g the long line without so much as a glance at

aving stomach

e said flatly. "Nob

bit Kenzie like moons. The mountain wind was picking up, sharp wit

out m

y, 6:00 a.m.-and my flight to London

Saturda

slow breath, stead

y hour

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