Touched By Darkness 3
threads of reality, too dim to possibly exist.Life was good, Kara thought, as sheheaded to town in her '98 Chevy truck. Likethe few daffodils insistently pushing their way through the thick grass and weeds liningthe two-lane road—despite the fact it wasonly early March—the heart could recover from overwhelming anguish, could returnfrom a harsh, debilitating winter. Life couldresume, with a reassuring ebb and flow of normalcy.She glanced over at Alex, his head bentover his Game Boy Micro as he concentratedon FIFA Soccer. From an early age, he haddisplayed a superior intelligence, and could play games far above the level of most six-year-olds. Even so, she wouldn't let him playany of the fantasy games that most young boys indulged in. No magic or monsters.Those things too closely alluded to dark,shadowy realms; to otherworld entities thatwere very real and far more dangerous thanany mythical monsters, more terrifying thanthe average person could even begin to
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