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“Peter King paused just inside taking in the scene with a few critical sweeps of eyes so dark they didn’t catch any light from the sunlight or the chandelier. His irises seemed to bleed pigment into the whites, warming them with swirls of ivory. In his black suit, his skin tanned almost to match, he might have been a heroically sized construction paper cutout against white walls, white carpet, the white-and-gold marble-topped table that looked both antique and French.”

“Her dad’s coming,” she said, voice shrill. “What?” we all said in unison. Tristan, Ayden and the fairy looked at me and said, “What?” “What?” I repeated, panicked and irritated at my lack of control in responding to a fairy I wasn’t supposed to see or hear. “What?” came their reply. “What?” I continued the theme of repetition because I lacked any form of explanation. Ayden held up a hand for silence. “Why are you ‘whatting’?” “What?” The hand again. “Okay, stop that,” Ayden said.”

“She dug through the clothes packed in the trunk until she found the blue halter top and black jeans she had been wearing the night Veto died. She wasn't sure why she had saved them, but she was glad she had, now. She was going to wear them tonight in honor of Veto. She carried them back to her room, stood in front of the mirror over her dresser, and slipped on the gold earrings that had been a gift from Veto. Then she started to dress. She rubbed glitter lotion over her arms and painted black lines on her eyelids. She rolled on her mascara, then stood back.”