As she squeezed down on my mama’s windpipe harder-and-harder I could see my mama’s face beginning to transform, and I could hear her struggling to breathe. It was surreal what I was watching. My mama’s face wasn’t turning different shades of red, blue, and purple like you would have expected someone’s would have after being cut off from oxygen. But she was becoming gaunt—hollow—as if Abellona was now somehow squeezing her energy from her, pulling her soul from her body like a …show more content…
Owen was still standing behind Katelyn who was still on top of Tucker as they both tried desperately to fend her off. Owen now had in his hands the large rock. The very same one I was going to use to destroy the symbol etched into Abellona’s grave. He brought it down hard onto the back of Katelyn’s skull, the impact, making a sound like an egg cracking as her skull fractured. Katelyn’s head slumped forward, her hair covering her face, and then she fell away from Tucker. Her eyes remaining open and negated when she hit the ground as if staring endlessly into the dark emptiness of the