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I turn to leave, but I get precisely two steps away before he catches my hand and pulls me to a stop His thuo

"He’s right, you knoill pull you doith o down, it will be because I jumped, not because you hs once under his breath

"I don’t even knohat that means"

I want to tell hi Whatever it is that he’s worried about has hi to fail that he’s sabotaging hi prophecy But I think he’s been preached at enough for the day, so I just smile and say, "See you tomorrow"

Hopefully Provided my father doesn’t lock me in my old bedroom and never let ain

"Dylan?"

I turn

"He rong about the other thing, though"

"What other thing?"

"If they hadn’t walked inI wouldn’t have been done with you Once never would have been enough"

I leave

I leave before I give in to the need to touch hiain, to coax that look back to life I leave before I fulfillthat could ruinback into etwheel and groan So s simple "You are in so much trouble, Dylan Brenner"

And trouble’s name is Silas Moore