oria
p that night.
ace, sleeping in what used to be the guest quarters. Thomas wanted to
s situation wasn't alrea
The same grounds where Elias and I used to build snowmen. Before ev
my door m
e," Tho
adn't slept either. His expensive
bout what we're go
oice low. "He knows things, Thoma
research, found old records, maybe
rly. "You don't
in his hands. "I have to beli
brother and something
I'd slapped him.
t? It's
bankrupt. Father was going to lose everyth
tasted like poison. "We burned him alive
You were fifteen. You didn't
h to have nightmare
er. The space between
itual again," Thomas said
it doesn
another way to
in his voice. "You
ecess
About the cold intelligence in his eyes. "I
putting off the moment I'd have to go downstairs. Ha
smelled like c
reading it. Mother picked at her breakfast, her hands shaking. And the
I entered. "Good m
ose to the voice I remembered from
ll me tha
all you? We're f
rembling hands. "Family doesn
ar. I died. There
ound. Father reached ov
"What do you want? Money? We can pay
er. I want the truth. I want to know why I have these fragments in my head. Fire.
t was the same lie he'd told the police. The same lie h
dle behind them. "Then why can I remember you holding the torch? Why can I remember Moth
ld. Frost formed
from the table. "
e eyes. "You shouldn't remember that. The ritual was su
er's voice was s
fession hung in t
I was starting to think I was going insan
oating the silverware in ice. He walked around to
hispered. "Tell me why y
ything. The house, the name, all of it. I found the book in the library. The old texts from your
ou cho
Thomas was the heir. Victoria was the baby. You were just i
he crack in the door. Elias drugged and crying on the altar. Mother's voic
tranger said softly. "I
mperature returned to norm
nued. "Why am I back? If the ritual worked, if
e ans
ing to tell me. And when they do, we're

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