Chapter 104
She grabbed his cape. “It was him.” “What was?” “Mr. Forkle.” She shook her head as she met Kendric’s eyes. “Mr. Forkle rescued us.” The sentence was so bizarre it made her want to laugh. But she knew it was true. “Mr. Forkle,” Kendric repeated. She nodded. “He started almost every sentence with ‘you kids.’ The man who rescued us said it too.” “That could be a coincidence.” “It was him.” She scooted back, like she needed room to fit her huge epiphany. “Mr. Forkle is an elf.” Kendric sank down beside her. “You’re sure?” She wanted to say yes, but . . . She grabbed the memory log and projected Mr. Forkle the way she remembered him. Wrinkled. Overweight. There had to be a mistake. Kendric gasped as he looked over her shoulder. “He is an elf.” “But he’s old.” “That’s exactly what som
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