
Connelly rocked back and forth on her heels, rubbing her arms against the cold as she waited for Alice. She dropped her head, focusing on the ground. She hoped she could do this. Her powers weren’t a set deal, she’d only used them twice. And then there was Curly. He was badly injured. Could she even help him? A thousand questions raced through Connelly’s mind as she rocked faster
“Thank you again. I seem to be needing your help quite a lot of late.” Alice said frowning. It seemed like she was...
Connelly smiled, feeling better. The love Alice had for Slightly was beautiful. “He should be awake again soon, he’s...