The Daughter in the Shadows (by Una Norris) novel Chapter 129

Your dad just want

You already lost your

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ad join him. If we don’t do something, he’s going do you want to lose me too and end up a helpless orphan?”

drag me down with him

The moment she said that, Elvie broke down. She threw herself into Lily’s arms, shaking her head and sobbing. “Mom, no!

ven. Dad’s already gone. Are you really going to let some vague superstitions matter more than Mom?”

With that kind of accusation, Owen had no choice but to deny it “Of course not

Elsie clung to Lily, crying handler. “Then what are you hesitating for?”

owen didn’t believe in any of this. The dead couldn’t come back. Even if they performed some kind of ritual, it wouldn’t change his life in any real way.

Sosuppressing Will’s spirit wasn’t out of the question.

“Yunice probably won’t agree

“Vinice’s opinion doesn’t matter, and we don’t need to tell her,” Lily said, “You’re the head of this family–what you say goes.”

Faced with both Lily’s and Elsie’s pleading eyes, Owen froze for a few seconds before finally caving. “Fine.”

They’d find someone to perform the ritual. It’d calm Lily down; maybe then she’d stop spinning out.

When Lily saw that Owen agreed, she insisted on choosing the master herself.

She didn’t trust Owen to take it seriously. It’hat if he hired someone who couldn’t actually handle Will’s spirit?

Owen agreed to that too.

Late at night, the cemetery was quiet. After the recent grave–robbing incident, it had been busy for a few days, and they’d even hired people to keep watch.

But once public attention died downs, the graveyard slipped back into its usual desolate state. And at this hour, not a soul was in sight.

The living had more value them the dead–who would waste their energy on corpses?

Like Will’s grave. No one ever thought of him, until now–when he became nothing more than a bargaining chip to keep Yunice in line

Yunice walked toward Will’s grave, the clinking of her shovel and crowbar echoing through the empty cemetery.

Owen had stopped by earlier in the day, but Lily had called him back before he could do anything.

So Yunice had to act first–move her father’s resting place to somewhere only she knew.

The cemetery guard was nowhere to be seen, off wandering God–knows–where. No one was around to stop her.

As the worked, she muttered, “Dad, your clueless son’s no help. I need you to come with me and give up this spot. I just opened a clinic in Northvale–you know the place, right? It used to be a mass grave, lelt untouched for over ten years. But now Wyatt’s taken it over. Heard he’s planning to build a hospital there. I figured I’d find you a good spot, and we’ll be close. I can drop by and bring you some meatballs you liked”

She paused, straightened up, and added, “You probably don’t know who Wyatt is yet, hulp?

“Hex your Take son–in–law. Aur about two weeks, he and I will officially be fake husband and wife.

Sure enough. Wyatt stood there, palm resting lightly on his cane, his face half in shadow, lit by moonlight, watching her with

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