The Education And Corruption Of Joseph Potter Chapter Eight The Weekend Pt 3
Sunday morning My dad always called my mother a witch. You see, she has this sixth sense, ‘a feeling,’ she calls it. She instinctively knows when something, normally bad, is going to happen, and that is what I was experiencing at that moment. It was a knot in the pit of my stomach that sent uneasy signals to my brain. I haven’t a clue what made me feel that way or why this feeling had arrived, but it had. And I didn’t like it.My right eye eased open, scanning the room as my brain slowly woke...
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