CHARLIE
We watched my mother’s car drive away from where we met her. It has a thing lately, waiting around for her, but it was all for show. She needed us to tell her she was doing the right thing and, as most children do, we lie, and I certainly did since I had my own hidden agenda.
“Charlie, I can’t make any more of that potion for Chloe,” Morgan said softly, which pulled me from racing thoughts and came back to her with a thump. I turned to face her when my mother’s car was gone from sight. I didn’t need her to wonder what we were talking about. She had no idea what we really thought of her plan. Brody and Chloe may follow her every whim, but I don’t.
“You don’t have to,” I said, which only made the little witch look on confused. Her eyes stayed on me till she spoke again. “But you
