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song rose from various corners as singing waiters delivered pizza after pizza. What seemed like hundreds of children ran loose across the floor, shrieking and laughing.
    Stefan had walked her to the restaurant, but, eyeing the neon paint job with alarm, he’d declined to come in.
    “Oh, I shouldn’t intrude on girls’ night,” he’d said vaguely, and then disappeared so quickly Elena suspected he’d used vampiric speed.
    “Traitor,” she’d muttered, before warily opening the bright pink door. After their time together in the graveyard, she felt stronger and happier, but she would have liked some support here, too.
    “Welcome to Happytown,” chirped an unnaturally cheery hostess. “Table for one, or are you meeting a party?”
    Elena repressed a shudder. She couldn’t imagine anyone choosing to come to a place like this by themselves. “I think I see my group now,” she said politely, catching sight of Aunt Judith waving to her from a corner.
    “This is your idea of a fun girls’ night out, Aunt Judith?” she asked when she reached the table. “I was picturing something more like a cozy bistro.”
    Aunt Judith nodded toward the other side of the room. Peering over, Elena spotted Margaret, happily whacking away at toy moles with a mallet.
    “We’re always dragging Margaret to grown-up places and expecting her to behave,” Aunt Judith explained. “I thought it was time she got a turn to do something she enjoyed. I hope Bonnie and Meredith won’t mind.”
    “She certainly looks like she’s enjoying herself,” Elena said, studying her little sister. Her memories of Margaret from the last year were of strain and anxiety: During the fall Margaret had been upset by Elena’s fighting with Judith and Robert and by the mysterious happenings in Fell’s Church, and then, of course, devastated by Elena’s death. Elena had watched her through the windows afterward and seen her sobbing. She’d suffered more than any five-year-old should, even if she didn’t remember any of it now.
    I’ll take care of you, Margaret, she promised fiercely and silently, watching the studious concentration on her sister’s face as Margaret practiced a little old-fashioned carnival violence. You won’t have to feel like that again in this world.
    “ Are we waiting for Bonnie and Meredith?” Aunt Judith prompted gently. “Did you end up inviting them to join us?”
    “Oh,” said Elena, jarred out of her reverie. She reached for a handful of popcorn from the basket in the middle of the table. “I couldn’t get ahold of Meredith, but Bonnie’s coming. She’ll love this.”
    “I absolutely, totally do love this,” a voice agreed from behind her. Elena turned to see Bonnie’s silky red curls. “Especially the expression on your face, Elena.” Bonnie’s wide brown eyes were dancing with amusement. She and Elena shared a look that was full of all the we’re back, we’re back, they did what they said and Fell’s Church is the way it should be again that they couldn’t say in front of Aunt Judith, then fell into each other’s arms.
    Elena squeezed Bonnie tightly, and Bonnie buried her face in Elena’s shoulder for a moment. Her petite body quivered slightly in Elena’s arms, and Elena realized that she wasn’t the only one walking a fine line between delight and devastation. They’d gained so much—but it had come at a very high price.
    “Actually,” said Bonnie with careful cheer as she released Elena, “I had my ninth birthday at a place very much like this. Remember the Hokey-Pokey Grill? That was the place to be when we were in elementary school.” Her eyes held a bright sheen that might be tears, but her chin stuck out determinedly. Bonnie, Elena thought with admiration, was going to have fun if it killed her.
    “I remember that party,” Elena said, matching Bonnie’s lightness. “Your cake had a big picture of some boy band on it.”
    “I was mature for my age,” Bonnie told Aunt Judith merrily.