The Pure: Book Three Of The Oz Chronicles - Plot & Excerpts
The black in the sky had completely gobbled up the purple. The dimmest light broke through little vents in the thick darkness that hovered over our heads. “The source of the growl emerged from the woods. Lumbering before us with a tremendously scarred body and face, was an enormous gorilla. It opened its mouth and flashed brilliant white canines. It rose up and pounded its chest with cupped hands, pock-pock-pock. It was a scene that would have been unheard of a few short years ago, especially on a back road in South Carolina. “Tank, exhausted from carrying Bobby, stepped back into a pothole. The two of them went tumbling to the pavement. I raised the broken tree limb I had chosen as a weapon. It was a useless gesture with a totally useless weapon. April simply dropped to her knees and began to weep. “Lou stepped forward and gave the beast a series of hand signals. The gorilla signaled back. A German shepherd raced out of the blackness. It was panting heavily, but didn’t show any aggressiveness.
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