Grim Tempest by Amanda M. Lee

Author:Amanda M. Lee [Lee, Amanda M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WinchesterShaw Publications
Published: 2018-04-01T05:00:00+00:00

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Sixteen

“Hey.”

Griffin’s eyes were cloudy when he woke, confusion evident. He smiled when he saw me and stretched. “Hey. Are we taking a nap? I don’t remember getting home.”

Hope surged. Maybe he wouldn’t remember after all. I saw that wasn’t the case, though, when he furrowed his brow and ran a hand through his hair. His face twisted as things slowly started coming back to him.

“How are you feeling?” I asked, working overtime to tamp down my worry.

“I … oh, God. Oh, my … .” He jerked away when I tried to rest my hand on his arm. “Don’t. Don’t touch me!”

My heart lodged in my throat as I blinked rapidly in an attempt to fight back tears. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault.”

“No. No. No.” Griffin shook his head and pressed his eyes shut. “I can’t believe I said that to you. I can’t believe I almost … .”

I cut him off by grabbing his wrist, giving it a hard squeeze to get his attention. “You didn’t hurt me. You didn’t lay a hand on me.”

“I tried to. I would have.” Griffin jerked his arm from my hand. “Don’t touch me right now. I just … can’t.”

“Griffin, please don’t let this eat at you.” My voice cracked and I was furious at myself for it. Crying wouldn’t help anything. “You can’t control what happened. It came out of nowhere.”

“Stop making excuses for me!” Griffin’s eyes fired and his tone was harsh, causing me to jolt. He held up his hands, tears swamping his eyes. “I’m sorry. I don’t want to frighten you, but I clearly have. I need a little space. I need to … I don’t know. I need to think.”

I didn’t like the sound of that one little bit. “No good ever comes from thinking. I should know.”

Griffin didn’t as much as smile. “Baby, I need a little time away from you right now. It’s not you. It’s me.”

Ah, the breakup excuse the world over. I was having none of that. “No. I won’t let you pull away. I … .”

“Aisling, I think you should go.” Dad took me by surprise when he smoothly gripped my arm and pulled me from the bed. “Griffin needs time to decompress. He needs quiet. You’re not conducive to rest.”

“What a weird way to insult me out of nowhere,” I grumbled.

Dad smirked. “I’m not insulting you. I’m trying to help Griffin. Besides, I have a job for you. You need to head out if you expect to get it done for dinner.”

I narrowed my eyes, suspicious. “You have a job for me? You have a job for me now? Are you kidding? I’m not going on a job.”

“It’s not that type of job.” Dad remained calm despite my theatrics. “I need you to go with Cillian to the funeral home.”

“Why?”

“Because Harry Turner’s family is there – I already checked – and they’re making plans for his viewing and service. I need you to talk to them about the witch story Griffin told you earlier.

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