Earlier that morning
Chad Charming had been looking forward to his first glimpse of Apple Grove’s Annual Fairy Tale Parade ever since he’d first heard about it. The town was known for the big event—sort of its crowning glory—and it had been eagerly talked about ever since he made the town his home just three months ago. The citizens of Apple Grove were certainly proud of it, and after a while, he’d become swept up in the excitement as well.
Since Chad had come from a big city, a small town had appealed to him in many ways. Last year, on the day of his twenty-ninth birthday, after working yet another gang-related shooting, he realized how burnt out he was and how desperately he wanted something more peaceful. But he’d still wanted to remain a police officer, so the very next day, he’d beg
