12. Two Legends for the Price of One
Ben
I don’t know what I felt more, anger or stupidity.
Anger at Madison and the Splinters for destroying my life.
Anger at the people deluging me with messages, texts, and voicemails calling me all sorts of terrible names, telling me to confess, telling me that I shouldn’t go to school on Monday because I wouldn’t leave alive.
Anger knowing that this was only the beginning, and Mina Todd, my closest friend in Prospero, couldn’t seem to care less about it.
So far, anger was winning that fight.
Stupidity only started to pull ahead when I saw the man dart out of the forest and go for Mina.
I saw him coming.
I saw him go for her.
I fumbled for my weapon, too slow, too distracted. By the time I had it free, she already had him staring at the sky.
