Henry's POVJust like a barren joke that wasn't anywhere funny, just like its name is said to portray, I ignored my boy who was suddenly acting weird and raced into the woods with my wife without looking back for a second. That was not a time I would like to think about a second time. And after seeing another shadowy figure, appearing to us in a way we would think that it was our son, Lensley, my heart went wild.bi couldn't control the violent beating against my chest."We're doing the right thing, right?" For the one hundredth time, I asked my wife who was wielding a knife so expertly, like she was gonna plunge it into my guts or something more sinister.Now that we were at the shore of the river, and had received the order of how we were gonna get through that night, I was starting to get a cold feet. I knew that I shouldn't probably be the one under, at that ungodly hour, but there wasn't nothing I could do. It was uncontrollably painful to peel off my skin."We're here because of
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