I shook my head at her, hardly anything scared me. Jacob’s dad was a small man, in a wheelchair, wearing a western styled hat.
“Hey Chloe, I’m Jake’s dad Billy, please take a seat.” Sitting down I felt like I was in a conference, I half expected him to pull out a massive white board and one of those long cane things. The only people in the room were Me, Billy and Kim.
“Have 你 ever heard the Quileute legends?” Kim asked. It was funny how she 说 “Legends” like that wasn’t quite the right word for it.
“Yeah. My Gran use to live over here, she use to tell me them over and...
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