ChapterTwenty-Five
“How?” David choked out, looking Lee over. Opal glided away from the tombstone and behind Lee, spindly fingers slowly easing their way onto the youth’s shoulders. “My mother sent Opal after me at first when I started misbehaving,” Lee said, looking away from David and towards the worn stone. “Not that I was really misbehaving. I just told her I wanted to move away, maybe join the army.” “And she killed you over that?” David couldn’t picture his sweet Grandmother doing anything so foul. “No, but she made sure Opal hung around me, preventing me from leaving the grounds. Every time I tried something would happen… cars would stop running, bike tires would go flat, or the chains would spin off. Hell, if I was walking then it would start to rain, or worse, hail!” “I did what I was ordered to
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