Fae
I stood in the closet with my arms wrapped around my bare torso. My heart throbbed in my ears with the overwhelming sense of fear pulsed through me. Why did this man want me? Why is he making it seem like I know exactly what he's looking for?
An image flashed in the back of my mind of a large orange stone in my mother's cupped hands. I see myself as a child standing before her.
"Fae, this is your stone. One that has been passed through for generations to come. When you get older, Junie will tell you what you need to know. Okay, sweetheart?"
The little girl nods her head as she watched her mom walk over to the edge of the pool and drop it into some sort of contraption.
The orange stone had disappeared. What was it for? Was this the object that Javier wanted? The name replayed in
