"Harry, where are we going?" John moaned for the millionth time.223Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡr1BBDH8Mog
Harold turned and gave him another of his icy cold stares.
"Just follow me."
"But Harry, we can't," Edward chipped in wearily. "We're tired..."
Harold turned around and looked at his two brothers. His face softened.
"All right," he said at last.
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