Cleo
I checked the clock on the wall and saw that it was almost six in the evening. I would need to get to the house for the memory potion for Azrael. Duncan had another seizure about an hour after the last one, but he’s been stable since then. I was terrified to leave the room, afraid that he’d be gone before I could come back.
“Cleo?” I heard my name and turned to see Xavier at the door. He smiled down at me. “How is he?”
“He’s had two seizures,” I said numbly. “I’m afraid to leave, but I need to get the potion at exactly 6:05.”
“I can get it,” he said. “You don’t need to leave.”
“I need to know what Azrael saw,” I said.
“You need to be here for Duncan,” he replied. “I’ll get the potion. We don’t have to give it to her tonight. We can wait until tomorrow.”
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