We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
Chapter 17: More Riddles
All eyes were immediately drawn to Patrick when he stepped into the kitchen. Patrick unnerved her, but Dirk's effect was something else. Something she wasn't willing to explore, ever. “How did it go?" Dirk asked Patrick and rose from his chair to help him with boxes they placed on the counter. John also moved and the men rushed to help him to sit up straight before he planted his feet on the ground, standing slowly to his full height. John held to the table until he found his balance. Edna nodded and smiled at him as he whispered something to her. Clearly it was with great effort that John was able to stand. In a flash Mark was standing next to him, supporting him as they shuffled down the hall. Edna started to clean up the mess that was left behind, looking at the two men nervously.
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD
