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the two much bigger boys.
    “Granny, this is Talon and Lily, our new neighbors, and this is our grandmother.”
    “My name’s Ida, but you can call me Granny, everyone does.” She winked.
    “Nice to meet you,” Talon said. We gave her another smile and then followed Owen to the kitchen where Hunter was gathering up food to take outside.
    “Come on out.” Hunter led us out the back door to a big patio area. A fire ring burned in the center with an odd assortment of lawn chairs surrounding it. There was a big stainless steel grill just off to the side.
    Owen pulled out a chair and asked me to have a seat. He took the one next to me. Talon sat on my other side and inched his chair toward mine and the fire.
    Owen leaned forward and poked a stick in the fire pit. “Granny will be out once her show is over; she never misses it,” he said.
    It appeared to be just them and their grandmother living there. I wondered what happened to their parents but figured it wasn’t a good idea to ask. They were obviously blood brothers. They looked so much alike except that Hunter was a bit taller and thicker. I couldn’t help but be curious about them, so I decided to start with a harmless question.
    “How old are you two?” I asked Owen, who’d stirred the embers until his stick was aflame.
    “I’ll be sixteen in a few more months. Hunter will be seventeen just after. We’re only eleven months apart. What about you two?” He stared directly at me, as if he was only really interested in my answer.
    “My sixteenth is next week.” I looked at Talon, curious about his answer. It was sad how little I’d learned about him.
    “I’m seventeen, just turned.” Talon grabbed a stick of his own and joined Owen in poking the fire.
    “How long have your parents been married?” Owen asked. Talon stifled a laugh.
    “Um, they aren’t married, yet,” I answered. It was embarrassing that our parents were shacking up, but I wanted him to know that Talon and I were not related in any way.
    “Yeah,” Talon said. “We have to see how well we get along first.”
    “When’s the wedding?” asked Owen.
    “It’s set for October twenty-fourth.” It was one week before Halloween. I’d told Mom to consider Halloween, since her getting married was sort of like a nightmare, but she didn’t think that was funny at all.
    “How are you two getting along?” Hunter asked. Owen glared at him and waited for our answer.
    Talon and I laughed it off. “I think I can handle her quirks,” he said, and then he punched playfully at my shoulder. I punched back. Owen had a sour look as if he didn’t like the idea of me and Talon being so chummy.
    The conversation continued as the boys told jokes and teased each other in ways it seemed only boys could and still be friends. Being a girl didn’t exclude me though, and I tried to take it all lightly like one of the guys. It was nice to spend time with friends again, and I felt more at home around the fire than I had in months. Finally, Granny stepped outside to join us. She took tiny, careful steps and made her way to the ring of chairs beside Owen.
    “Well, ain’t that a sight! You kids should be out running the roads, not holed up at home with an old woman like me.” She was a spunky one. Her voice was much bigger than she was. I could tell that I was going to get along great with her.
    She suddenly turned to me and said, “Well, you are a pretty one.” She nudged Owen, who smirked. I couldn’t help but wonder what he’d said about me.
    “So, do you kids want to hear some history or some mystery?” The firelight flickered across her face, and with the night sounds and the crackle of the fire, I felt like I was in a scary movie.
    “How ‘bout a little of both?” Hunter said, as he passed around a tray of food. As we got settled in, a motor started in the distance.
    Owen explained, “That’s just Mr. Hill’s lawnmower.”
    “Speaking of mystery,” Granny began, waving her crooked