The Bonds of Family
A deep wheeze shook the man’s frame like the gales of a hurricane. His voice trembled as he tried to speak, the volume rising then falling beneath a coughing fit. “Save your strength, father.” Trevor leaned over the grey-haired man with a cup of water but it was waved away. “I must speak to you… and your brother.” Trevor returned the cup to the nightstand then glanced at the door. Conner had gone to “take care of business,” which could be code for just about anything. There was no way to know how long his older sibling would be gone. “I’ll…
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“That can’t be.” Kan stared at the man who had been his… what? Friend? Caretaker? Keeper? Jailer would be a more accurate term today, although none of those terms seemed to really fit the six foot four tower of muscle that stood before him. O–which what how he was known–stood with his thick arms folded across his chest. His stance was rigid, his gaze piercing in a way that told Kan he was not joking–not that O ever cracked a joke. Kan was not sure the man even knew how to. But that was the thing about the Partwo–human words,…
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