Chapter 21

• CHARLES
• We were near the house, and something in my stomach let me know we were approaching no good thing. I looked over at Matilda who was watching through of the window, her forehead plunged and her look unaltered.
• "At the point when we get in the house, don't walk out on me until I say that it's OK, do you comprehend?" I addressed. She gestured her head while never going to me. I didn't know why it goaded me however much it did. I ended up squinting my eyes at the young lady.