My instincts are telling me to run. "No. But I feel like this is the one thing I need to do alone."
A look passed across his face. It drew memories from the depths of my mind. Long nights spent whimpering in fear and wishing for the angel of death to slam his scimitar onto me and take me from that wretched life.That's it for today! Happy Sunday, and see you in a couple of weeks. Due to a move, I won't be back next Sunday. :)