I remember the moment exactly. I was sitting in what was left of the family room, my lamplight slowly but surely dying on me. It was hard to see but I needed the herbs to be separated as quickly as possible. The more time they spent in open air, the less powerful they became. And the weaker the substance, the less likely my product would sell. My hands began to shake, but I was almost finished.
A dim light appeared in the hallway. It got brighter and brighter, until finally a small figure walked into the room. The kid was barely a foot tall, had very light blond hair and the biggest smile on his face. The I-found-you kind of smile.
And that was when I knew. That was the moment I realized that I was going to get stuck with this kid Jericho Wood.
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