Chapter 15: PeachesChester was taking a nap on the couch while I wandered around the house trying not to feel like a caged animal. I’d promised to wake him when Ivan woke.
Every attempt at diversion brought searing green waves of rage, followed by crippling wretchedness. I went to find a knife, determined to kill the monster. The angrier I got, the more intense the light became, ensnaring my thoughts while provoking fury.
Not big enough.
Not sharp enough.
Kill it with your hands. Dig your fingers into its flesh and tear it apart…
The gun.
Easy. Get the gun and kill it. Problem solved. Chester could be wrong.
Imagining the goblin being blown apart made me smile. The green coils tightened.
I’d stopped pacing.
Kill it!
But if Chester was right…
Knives, guns, my strength all suddenl
