Ludo
“What happened to Gordon?” Becca asked.
“He and Marla lived at Hail Flame until they passed away,” Brenton said.
“Had they always been a part of your tribe?” I asked.
“Gordon was, but Marla was from Scotland,” he said.
“Do you know what tribe?” I asked curiously.
“It may be written in here,” Brenton said and reopened the register.
Brenton began to look through the book, reading as fast as he could. His black metal finger glided down the page as his normal hand flipped the delicate pages. The metal tips of his fingers slowed then stopped beside an entry.
“Gordon O’Shea married Marla Garner of Castlewood,” Brenton read aloud. “Well, I’ll be…that’s where Elle and Freyja are.”
“You should call them!” Becca cried.
“I’m sure they are busy with
