Chapter Sixteen
- M. J. Padgett
- Jun 30, 2022
- 15 min read
Updated: Jul 1, 2022
I waited. And I waited. It was a standoff if I ever saw one, and it was impossible to tell which of us would blink first, or breathe, or drop dead—whatever. I thought I saw Mattie flinch slightly, but it was just the air conditioning kicking in, blowing her hair a little. Otherwise, there was no movement in the room, not a sound besides the rattle of the AC unit.
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