Chapter 8
- Maren's heart sank, but she kept her eyes on Mr. Blackwood. She could feel Alexander's body tense up beside her, a look of dread on his face.
- “You really think I wouldn't know?" He asked casually. "You're my son, Alexander. You're very predictable,” Maren could swear she saw a flash in his eyes as he raised his face to meet his son's.
- Alexander's Adam's apple bounced up and down, but he kept his gaze on his dad.