“Don’t.” I thwacked the goon’s head, making him let go of me. “Touch.” Another swat to his face. “Me!” One more whack sent the scary man crumpling to the floor. When he moved to get up, I threw in a few more bonks to his head for good measure. The last one flattened him like a pancake, leaving him groaning facedown on the floor, and I hesitated with my broom raised instead of running away. It took a second to sink in that he wasn’t getting back up. Guilt pooled in my stomach. Had I actually hurt him badly enough to incapacitate him? I must’ve not known my own strength. “I’m sorry for the
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