Chapter 52
52
Isaac
W hat happened next happened fast, too fast.
My father’s face turned red.
He grabbed my gun from the table, and stood, cocking it and aiming it at Tovah.
I stood, too, turning to him, my arms reaching out to stop him.
My chair crashed to the floor.
“An eye for an eye,” he said.
And pulled the trigger.
It happened too fast.
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