Grace in the Mirror Page 20
by Kristy Tate
“No?”
Brock slid his hands down her arms and laced her fingers with his.
“The magic cupboard can’t give me everything I want.” Brock’s lips hovered above hers.
“What do you want?” Grace asked.
“You.”
But as he bent to kiss her, the ground shook, and the words, “Fee, fi, fo, fum,” rang out.
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