Chapter 9 Samuel
Jean Verodine
Blake and I were standing outside the balcony, he dragged me here. It wasn’t bad though, the night breeze was nice.
“Why is your name Blake Coster when you’re cleary a Samuel?” I asked.
Jean Verodine
Blake and I were standing outside the balcony, he dragged me here. It wasn’t bad though, the night breeze was nice.
“Why is your name Blake Coster when you’re cleary a Samuel?” I asked.