The Eyes Of A Fetch (Excerpt 359) He Looks Up
From where Lyla is in the kitchen, she hears a faint knock on the front door. “Oh good, Crispin did come back.” She says as she walks from the kitchen to the door. Opening it up she finds her intuition was true.
“Hello, Lyla.” Says Crispin as he watches her carefully for a reaction. She steps out and gives him a hug. “What’s that for?” he questions.
“I just want you to know everything is okay.” She says as she tugs at his arm pulling him into the house. “I do have more questions though.”
“Oh yes? What about?” He quizzes.
“The night of the party, I need to know everything that happened the night of the party.” She says.
“Why? What has prompted such an interest?” he questions.
“Marcus did.” She replies. Crispin lifts his chin a bit as he looks up at the ceiling and Lyla continues. “He brought up a few things and I need to know the truth. I need to find all of my memories from that night.” She says as she stands directly in front of him.
“Alright then.” Crispin says in a low tone, “We must start in the attic.”
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