The Dead and the Dark

by Courtney Gould

She thought of Logan.

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The last thing Elexis saw before he slipped into darkness was his nana watching TV in the window and the vicious blur of the sky as he fell and fell and fell.

The truth was a slow thing, but the fog was burning away second by second. Logan met Paris’s eyes and there was nothing there. He smiled, but there was nothing, nothing, nothing.

They’d fought through thickets of hate and isolation just to end up here.

No i feel so bad.

Sheriff Paris stood at the top of the stairs. He made his way down, and Ashley understood all at once why Tristan had led her here. Because now, they were looking at the man who had killed him.

She didn’t want to be alone. She wanted to be loved. And she didn’t want to say goodbye. “Ashley…” Logan said. Ashley cleared her throat. “Do you want some company?”