If you like music while you read, try “Spotlight” by Letdown. It’s Lark’s fight song!
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~ LARK ~
By the time they’d finished talking to Kenji and sorting out their plan, the storm had blown in for real. Lark stood just inside the bifold doors out to the deck, now closed, and watched the rain lash the deck, the lake, the outdoor furniture. The wind whipped through, buffeting the windows, but the house was so solid, the glass didn’t even tremble.
But it all meant that they couldn’t fly out that night. John-Paul was certain the storm would blow out overnight and they’d be able to leave the next day. But Lark found herself trembling with the building dread and rage at her father for this awful step.
While JP made phone calls, organized books and other things they needed to make sure w
