Chapter 13

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Our moments at the top of the world ended as quickly as they had started. Cautiously, we climbed down the ladder. He went first, and I followed behind. Just as before, making our downward climbs from the tree house, he said, “Keep your eyes closed. You’re in no harm. I’ll talk you to the ground. No need to panic or worry. I’ve got you. Nothing is going to happen to you.” I still didn’t understand how some people considered a monster, disliking the public, a recluse, and so very protective of his island, could be tender, sweet, and so very similar to Prince Charming. Some people in the world thought Finn O’Rourke insane, unruly, and not at all part of the human race. That wasn’t the case, though, certainly not for me. The man who created famous ashtray sculptures just happened to be a gen

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