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Prologue

Zane

MY PALMS SLID AGAINST the guitar, slick with sweat, I tried to wipe the I had to remindensued while I knelt down and n of a cross in the air in front of me “We want Saint! We want Saint!” With a ht jeans to pull out a smashed marshmallow

I popped it inmyself to be transported back to a sis were easy, when decisions weren’t all onaroundcup

“You don’t have to save the world,” she whispered “You know that, right?”

“Right” I furrowedto try?”

“Oh, Zane,” My grandma leaned down to eye level “Just because your parents were taken from you, doesn’tis safe from the bad in the world”

My frown deepened as she walked off,after her I was the man of the house It was irls, especially Grandma, with no other family but her That was my job My papa told me so on my last birthday when I turned six; he said I was a man

And it was time to be that man

I quickly ran intoa list of how I could help I didn’t want Grandma to lose the house, but how could she keep it if she wasn’t working? I never saw her leave for work, and we used those funny coupon things in line at the store, and so stuff back because we couldn’t afford it

With deter out my list:

1 Make enough ives me her extra meatloaf I hate meatloaf

2 Be famous, so I make money

3 Make sure Grandma keeps her house

I thought a little harder, shoving the end of the pen into rin, I wrote out the last number Tears ran down my face at the memories, but I wrote it anyway

4 Never, ever run out of ain

I took the stage two stairs at a ti with anxiety, and grabbed the rin to the waiting crowd as I struhts dier to my lips as I motioned for them to be quiet

The entire stadium went silent

“I’m Saint…” I chuckled “Are you ready to be saved?”

Chapter One