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hind her dorm. To her left was a rolling hill and then the cliff, and beyond that, the ocean. There was
still a little amber light in the sky over the water. Her new friends would all be in the lodge making
s mores, telling demon stories around the hearth. It was a Dawn-and-Jasmine social event, part of
the Nephilim Nights Luce was supposed to have helped organize, but all she d really done was re-
quest a few bags of marshmallows and some dark chocolate from the mess hall.
And then she d escaped out to the shadowy fringe of the woods to avoid everyone at Shoreline and
reconnect with a few other important things:
Her parents. Callie. And the Announcers.
She d waited until tonight to call home. Thursdays chez Price meant her mom would be out playing
mahjongg at the neighbors and her dad would have gone to the local movie theater to watch the At-
lanta opera on simulcast. She could handle their voices on the ten-plus-year-old answering machine
message, could manage to leave a thirty-second voice mail saying she was petitioning hard for Mr.
Cole to let her off campus for Thanksgiving and that she loved them very much.
Callie wasn t going to let her off so easy.
I thought you could only call on Wednesdays, Callie was saying now. Luce had forgotten the
strict telephone policy at Sword & Cross. At first I stopped making plans on Wednesdays, waiting
for your call, Callie went on. But after a while, I kinda gave up. How did you get a cell phone,
anyway?
That s it? Luce asked. How did I get a cell phone? You re not mad at me?
Callie let out a long sigh. You know, I thought about being mad. I even practiced this whole fight
in my mind. But then we both lose. She paused. And the thing is, I just miss you, Luce. So I fig-
ured, why waste time?
Thank you, Luce whispered, close to tears happy ones. So, what s been going on with you?
Unh-unh. I m in charge of this conversation. That s your punishment for dropping off my radar.
And what I want to know is: What s going on with that guy? I think his name started with a C?
Cam. Luce groaned. Cam was the last guy she d told Callie about? He didn t turn out to
be & the kind of guy I thought he was. She paused for a moment. I m seeing someone else now,
and things are really & She thought of Daniel s glowing face, the way it had darkened so quickly
during their last meeting outside her window.
Then she thought of Miles. Warm, dependable, charmingly no-drama Miles, who d invited her
home to his family s house for Thanksgiving. Who ordered pickles on his hamburgers at the mess
hall now even though he didn t like them just so he could pick them off and give them to Luce.
Who tilted his head up when he laughed so that she could see the sparkle in his Dodgers-cap-shaded
eyes.
Things are good, she finally said. We ve been hanging out a lot.
Ooh, bouncing around from one reform school boy to the next. Living the dream, aren t you? But
this one sounds serious, I can hear it in your voice. Are you going to do Thanksgiving together?
Bring him home to face the wrath of Harry? Hah!
Um & yeah, probably, Luce mumbled. She wasn t totally sure whether she d been talking about
Daniel or Miles.
My parents are insisting on some big family reunion in Detroit that weekend, Callie said, which
I am boycotting. I wanted to come visit, but I figured you d be locked up in reformville. She
paused, and Luce could picture her curled up on her bed in her dorm room at Dover. It seemed like
a lifetime ago since Luce had been at school there herself. So very much had changed. If you ll be
home, though, and bringing reform school boy, try and stop me.
Okay, but Callie
Luce was interrupted by a squeal. So it s settled? Imagine: In one week we ll be curled up on your
couch, catching up! I ll make my famous kettle corn to help us through the boring slide shows your
dad will show. And your crazy poodle will be going berserk. &
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