![]() ![]() One amazing, wonderful day because Eve, her mother, had been one of the souls trapped inside her friend Aden's head. Mary Ann had gotten to spend one day with her. She couldn't prove otherwise, either, because she was dead and her spirit had moved on. In truth, her real mother had possessed the ability to time-travel into younger versions of herself, yet he'd refused to believe her, had considered her unstable. The woman who had raised her had not given birth to her, but had in fact been her aunt. Of course, at the same time, he'd been feeding her lies about her birth mother. We'll always be honest with each other, he used to tell her. A few weeks ago, she and her dad had entered new territory. She stopped just before snaking the final corner and leaned her shoulder against the wall, losing herself to her thoughts. ![]() She was simply too knotted with nerves.įrom the living room, she heard pans clattering, water pounding into the sink and a man sighing in.defeat? ![]() She'd have to fake-eat because she doubted she would be able to keep a single bite down. With breakfast she would be required to eat. ![]() She'd replaced the plain white laces with thick pink ones, giving them a feminine flair.īreathing deeply, shaking a little, she gathered her books, stuffed them into her backpack, swung that pack over her shoulder and headed downstairs toward the kitchen. Clothes-an unwrinkled lacy T-shirt and clean skinny jeans. Mary Ann Gray studied herself in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. ![]()
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