“We’re going to tell really scary stories.” Another chill rushes down my spine. “How scary?” “You’ll probably have nightmares for the rest of your life.” Ghouls, goblins, and wicked witches cackle in my mind, causing me to pick up my pace until I’m right beside Brant. “Will you protect me, Brant?” He switches off the flashlight and stuffs it into his pocket. “You know I will. I’ll always protect you.” “What if I die, and you can’t save me?” I reach for his arm and cling hard, nearly stumbling through the grass. “What if you die?” “Whoa, hey…” He stops suddenly, facing me, both of his hands
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