BOOK THREE in the Chronicles of mischief saga.《*Can be read as a stand alone*》


"Asa, you need to listen to Daddy," Joel Murdock warned. 

Asa Finch barely spared him a glance. "I'm not Asa. I'ma Dinosaur." 

"Asa... I won't ask you again."

"RAWR!"

All Of The Little Things

/"If you're happy and you know it, fake a smile./"

Not taking the hint, my reflection remained gloomy and miserable. He looked fragile, like he was going to break down at any moment. I wanted to hug him. I wanted to tell him that everything was going to be okay, even if it wasn't.

Spinning the tap, the sharp screech flooding the otherwise silent room, I splashed the cold liquid against my face, squeezing my eyes shut.

Pulling away, tiny droplets leaking from me, I shook my face like a dog.

/"Sad Asa, Happy Asa, something about a llama Asa?/"

Drying my face, I made my way back to my room. I eyed the little raptor that watched over my phone, still a little bit unsure how I felt about him.

I was meeting Joel in an hour. I had been brave. I had, after a lot of help and support through the night from Lucien, decided to call him when I had woken up.

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