Justyn told her. “I wish you’d stop torturing yourself. Maybe the move was just too much of a strain on him. Or maybe he was older than we thought. Whatever happened to Gizmo, it had nothing to do with you.” Rebecca sighed. “I guess you’re right.” T...
The sounds of distant snoring echoed through the hallway. Everyone in the house was sound asleep—except Morrigan. As quietly as possible, she pushed back the covers, climbed out of bed, and pulled off her pajamas. Luckily, Lauren slept like a rock, so the creaking of the closet didn’t disturb her...
