s Point

ords float like fog. Seraphina's in

quite small. "We just i

at my watch. "We've got twenty-e

It's big and barely dips.

eek at the town. "My lawyer's in the hall at ten

now? My clothes

s at her hands, and tears begin n

closet," I say now. "My h

he doors. She sighs at the clothes insid

it's to

" I sit by the glass. "Folks

ke type

ke or true,

's plain and nice. The type

pretty," sh

hirl. See if

ig

ig

rips falling and boxes sliding. When she steps o

and her hair seems to burn bright. She seems lovely

ink?" she says,

rich guy's

e she came here. "Is tha

's id

h words. Marcus' name pops on t

ll ring. Congrats, dear

ow does Marcus know this now?

What is

yes me, filled with fear.

a bad omen. My brother lurks, eyes on me, for my fall

I tell Seraphina. "T

g towards the ba

es

n. I know this is work, j

or shuts tight, I

d, a fl

y w

he deed's details. My

peep. "How did he he

und my lair. "This stays secret, Richard.

thinks so. Perhaps

ot. He knows why

my tas

s. No mess, no fuss. F

The dark sky has bright buildin

wice. A number un

n Kane

The voice sounds smoky.

uined my folks long ago. He made dad kil

k now?" My voice

o meet my

s your

" Vincent laughs, a sad sound. "She is m

drink spills and shatters d

ve eyed her for years

eak lie

why her mom lied." Vincent lowers his

. I eye the phone,

rying the next day is my worst foe's kid. I'm paying

ar water running in her restroom. She's bathi

w who I am and what her dad did? Is it a plan

of my dad from my young age. He smiles and holds me. Six months

dad. "What do I do now, Dad? How

's been dead fifteen years

g Vincent's

are soft as she readies for sleep. Sh

ates with tex

The next day is

nows who Seraphina is. He planned thi

p on the next day. All papers have my signature on it. And somewhere in t

ne. On the next day I wed my foe's kid. What I wonder is, does she hav