Chapter 104

Abbadon hits the target of the ball-throwing game with one try, breaking the steel target clean off its hinge. The carnie glares at him with a look of pure disbelief on his face. “How did you…here,” he rips a massive stuffed orange dinosaur off a hook and shoves it at Abbadon.

“Why, thank you kindly, dear sir,” he mocks and hands me the toy.

“Thank you,” I snort-laugh and fold my arms around the giant dinosaur. “Maybe it’s time we left,” I offer.

“Yes,” he says and stares at the bathrooms in the distance. “I just want to wash my hands.”

“Okay,” I start walking with him in the direction of the restrooms, but he stops me.

“No. Wait here. I won’t be long. In fact--” he digs his car keys out of his pocket and hands them to me --“just go wait for me in the truck. It’s getting cold.”

At first, I think nothing of it. I take the car keys without arguing, but then that nagging little voice that followed me around my whole life, tells me that so