Following the many events of the second book, Emma finds herself split up from Clementine. It was a hard and torturous journey, but she finds a family among the ruins.
Will her reuninion with Clementine be filled with jealousy, love or betrayal?
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𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗞𝗘𝗥 𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡 𝗪𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗥 | 𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧 𝗜𝗜
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❝𝖥𝖠𝖬𝖨𝖫𝖸 𝖨𝖲 𝖶𝖧𝖠𝖳 𝖸𝖮𝖴 𝖬𝖠𝖪𝖤 𝖨𝖳.❞
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𝗔 𝗟𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗟𝗘𝗪 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗢𝗨𝗥 campsite, blowing the flames of the fire gently to the right, bringing heat to my face as I sat down on a log in front of Clementine and AJ as Clem made shadow puppets with her hand on the tent’s canvas. Everytime she changed the animal, AJ would cry out in surprise, but then giggle happily as it appeared again. My dad sat down next to me on the log, smiling warmly at the scene.
The next one Clementine did was a butterfly, her hands turning gently into the shape, then the shadow fluttered across the flickering flames of the fire.
Clementine: It’s a butterfly! Goofball. Want another? Which one to do next… Hmm… Emma, give me a hand?
I nodded, getting down from the log and sitting next to Clementine. I moved my hands into the shape that I remember my dad doing when I was younger, the shape bounding across the tent with an almost smile. AJ giggled happily at the sight, clapping his hands together.
Emma: Woof! Woof!
Kenny: Down, boy! That’s a pretty good dog! You got that from me. Always used to do it for you and Duck. You’d both laugh your asses off.
