His body jolts. We both look down at the same time. Both see the sword stabbed clean through his chest. Denial pounds in my skull, and my vision tips. That didn’t happen. It isn’t happening… Judd’s head lifts and his hazel eyes latch onto me. “Shit,” he says, his voice garbled. “No…” I hear Lu scream. “JUDD!”
JUDD MY JUDD MY PRECIOUS JUSD
