“You gave them the good what-for and the best of the Grus name,” Daddy boomed, and panic rose in me over that crushing truth. I was exiting the land of the living. I’d leave them all behind, and I shuddered, shaking off the call of that misty path, reaching for life instead, seeking my Maxy, my treasured Tory and darling Darcy, but I couldn’t find a way back.
SHut up hamish?!
