“he says, pointing his sling toward the living room. “We’ve got work to do. Let’s get ready for the Memory, shall we, kids?”“How many are coming?” Sean asks.“Well,” Addo rubs his chin gingerly, grunting as he passes over the bruises. “It won’t be the cavalry, boys. Everyone wants to be here, but considering the circumstances, we really need them to stay out there as long as possible. They’ll be here afterward, for the Totus.” Addo pauses, giving me a wink. “It’s like a good, old fashioned town h...all meeting.”“Of course,” Sean and Garrett say at the same time.“Will the burial be today too?” I ask. A lump logjams itself in my throat. I want to be there. I need to be there. Even if it means letting The Fury know where I’m at.“Uh…hmm.” The Addo opens and closes his mouth. He grimaces. “That’s not quite how we do things, kiddo.”His response hits me like a can of beans. I’m not going to be allowed to stand at my mother’s grave and say goodbye?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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