Master PC Child of the ProgramChapter 31 Clues and A Cave
The only remnant of the house was a black pile of rubble marring the white of the surrounding snow. Dead grass stood around the wreckage where the fire had melted nearby snow, but fresh snowfall was already starting to cover everything in white again. The sky above was gray. The wind was cold. The feeling in my gut was that I had failed. I felt miserable. My family was gone; taken when they needed me most. Taken when I had left to find out something that ended up having nothing to do with...