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PROLOGUE
“What’s the matter, Sweetie,” Ann Ryan asked her son, Tommy. “You haven’t touched your breakfast.” Tommy didn’t answer; he just idly poked at his pancakes with his fork, a sour expression on his face. “You need to eat before you go to school,” Ann gently chided.
With a speed and a fury Ann wouldn’t have thought possible, Tommy suddenly drove his fork into her outstretched hand. She screamed, and Tommy laughed. Then, in a voice that wasn’t his own, he stated, “Tommy doesn’t live here anymore, Mrs. Ryan.”
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| Page 1 : Sean noticed two things about the Ryan house as soon as the front door opened. The first was the set Details | 00:06:00 | ||
| Page 2 : Sean was disappointed when he first looked inside Tommy’s room. He’d expected the temperature to be Details | 00:06:00 | ||
| Page 3 : The hand pouring Sean’s coffee shook so hard he thought Ann would scald him. Nonetheless, she held i Details | 00:00:00 | ||
| Page 4 : Sean’s hands shook as he turned the doorknob on Tommy’s door and entered the boy’s room. Everything Details | 00:06:00 | ||
| Page 5 : Ann sat on the floor just outside Tommy’s bedroom, looking up at Sean. One eye had rolled skyward, w Details | 00:06:00 |
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Doing good so far. Keep it up 🙂
I love the story, there was a part, one character confused me, but all good. Try to check out for that character’s misplacement though
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Doing good so far. Keep it up 🙂
I love the story, there was a part, one character confused me, but all good. Try to check out for that character’s misplacement though