Priscilla
“Let me buy you lunch then, Luna,” Liz winks at me.
“Okay, Mom,” I counter with a smile.
Liz nods, and we all get into the Buick. I sit up front while Karlena and Emily sit in the back. “Do you like Mexican food?” Liz asks.
“Yeah, I do,” I reply.
Liz starts the car, and we drive away.
I look back at the house. I still feel guilty for killing Eric Murphy. He has a child that will never know him.
‘You did nothing wrong,’ Sapphire speaks up. ‘He made a choice that proved fatal.’
I sigh loudly.
“What have you sighing so loudly?” Liz asks.
I shrug.
“Existential conversation with your wolf?” She smirks, and I nod. “We all have those. You still feel guilty for what happened to Eric, right?”
“Yes,” I sniffle.
“And even though everyone, including Jack, tells you that you di
