Malachar s CurseChapter 16 Love Is An Illusionist
Friday, July 28th, 2006, Boston Massachusettes I wolf-whistled piercingly loud, “Everyone, listen up! Please come to the living room.” I laughed as Billy tried to mimic me by putting his fingers in his mouth and blowing, but he only managed to slobber all over his hand and chin. He pulled his fingers out, grinned up at me, and giggled, his chubby cheeks looking way too cute as he did so. “Again? Peease!” he gurgled. I granted his request and whistled again, causing him to clap and shriek...