Fifty-six:
Clark Endless
Ben had locked himself in my Grandfathers study. I had heard nothing but the sound of groans and the typewriter for days. Every once and a while, I would bring him food. I had no idea if he actually ate it but it seemed to be disappearing. As for me, Amaris kept me company while Ben worked.
He had yet to leave.
As we sat out on the garden patio, drinking tea, I glanced over at him. “Why haven’t you gone back home yet?” I asked. “You know, you don’t have to stay here.”
“I promised Louisa I would stay,” Amaris explained, “I don’t break promises to Gatekeepers.”
“Excepting your own sister,” I reminded him.
“Yes, well…..Helene Lumiere is a most fearsome thing to behold,” Amaris said, “besides, there are things in the Lumiere househo
