“We won’t say anything, of course.” “Not a word,” Dad agrees. My siblings nod as well, swearing to be silent. But Kilorn’s face falls into a dark scowl. For some reason, he’s become so angry and I can’t for the life of me say why. But I’m angry too. Shade’s death still weighs on me like a terrible stone. “Kilorn?” “Yeah, I won’t talk,” he spits. Before I can stop him, he gets up from his chair and sweeps out in a whirlwind that spins the air. The door slams behind him, shaking the walls.
What a fucking liar. I KNOW YOU WILL
