Page 59 of Honey Pot (The Hornets Nest #2)

MATTHEWS

NEW YEARS DAY 2018

“ Happy eighteenth birthday, Cael.”

I looked down at my watch as the clock turned to twelve-oh-one and sighed. The small candle flickered in the breeze as I stretched out my legs in the grass beside the creek. I looked up at the stars and made one last wish.

“Take care of him for me?” I whispered and cried, unable to bear the weight of my sadness.