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

The bathtub felt weird to lie in without water; I was curled up small, thumb in my mouth and eyes sore from the number of tears that I had cried.

My body physically hurt. Breathing hurt. Moving hurt. Even lying still, I felt like I was sinking. I was falling into a pit of despair. It felt like drowning but without the water.

I was cold. I was... I wasn't even sure what I was feeling.

I knew how pathetic I looked; my reflection had been a pitiful sight. My eyes had seemed to eclipse my face, so wide, red-rimmed and flooded with tears, and my flesh had been stained red from the cold that had attacked my bare flesh on the way home.

I was still wearing the stupid pull-up. Without Joel, I felt ridiculous and like a freak wearing it, more so when Nicky had noticed after she had squished me into a bone-crushing hug. She hadn't said anything.

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