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Not Going

“Put my things back, Ginny. I’m not going.” I stood staring at her packing my bags with disapproval written over me. My arms crossed over my chest as I prepared to fight her.

She nodded and stopped what she was doing. Leaving the room.

That’s not putting my things back.

In a few minutes I heard the roar from downstairs that indicated where she’d gone. “The Devil she’s not!”

He was taking the stairs two at a time.

Headed for my room. Ha! I slammed the door and flipped the latch. Locking him out.

His steps stopped outside my door and I could nearly feel his rage emanating through the door in vibrating currents.

I took a step back from the door. Having never seen Bodin truly angry it was a shocking sensation. I’d seen him cast disapproving or faintly annoyed looks often enough, but never seen him in a full rage. I was usually the one that flew off the handle at the slightest provocation.

***

“Open this door, Belle.”

“No. I’m not going with you.”