Danny’s POV
“Before we head out, there is something we need to do. Brett, Chelsea, Denise and Tracey, do you mind coming around the book?” I said to the group of people congregated in dad’s office.
“Jason was telling me what we should expect” Tracey answered, moving forward to stand in front of Dad’s desk. She still looked nervous, but she was holding it together quite well, under the circumstances.
“Cyndy told me too”, Brett exclaimed as the other three moved to position themselves in front of the book.
“I suppose we should place our hand on it?” Chelsea asked, looking down at the hand prints on the page in front of them.
“Yes; are you all ready?” I asked as they nodded their heads and slowly moved their hands towards the page.
Once each hand hit the position it needed to, their
