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flip. Seeing their mother cook was always a rare event—rarer since she became a student and had a new baby. So once they got over having to put off leaving, the twins were actually glad to take advantage of homemade brunch.
    “Why am I discussing this with you?” their mother asked the stove, clearly not expecting an answer from her daughters. “Luna is a perfectly good girl. She’s unusual. Her mom’s unusual. But Luna’s just trying to find herself. She gets good grades. She’s not a drug addict. If being weird were a crime, you’d be in jail, my darling daughters. You still speak in tongues the way you did when you were five even though you’re fifteen.”
    “Mallory does have a point,” Meredith said then. “It’s your life, Mom, but it’s our home. Our privacy.”
    Campbell placidly flipped a pancake and just as quickly lost her temper. Campbell’s temper was a family legend. “Why Meredith!” she said. “You’re right. I’d forgotten that your privacy was my top priority! Here I was concentrating on working fifty hours a week and going to school twenty hours a week, raising four kids I hope to at least help put through college and not having had a date with my husband since July! Silly me!”
    “She doesn’t mean it that way,” Mallory said. “It’s Owen we’re thinking of. Look what happened!”
    “Mallory Arness Brynn,” Campbell said sternly. “I thank heaven that Carla Quinn was here and that she had medical training when Owen got sick! And yes, I know you call her Big Carla behind her back, and she may not have the most sparkling personality in the world. But she’s a hard worker and a good nurse’s aide. You’re just ... spoiled because you’re used to your mom working two weeks and then having ten days off to be your ... servant.” Campbell had formerly worked straight through two weekends and then had ten days off.
    “Fine, Mom,” Mallory said. “I apologize.” The twins finished their pancakes in silence.
    “Apology accepted,” Campbell said finally. “Now, on the red bus, try to make it a point to talk to all the creepy-looking people you see and accept rides home from them.”
    “We’re fifteen, Mom, not six,” said Merry.
    “Laybite,” Mallory warned her, using the twin word for “stop talking.” Getting their mother angry, especially twice, was never a great idea.
    “I forgot. Fifteen-year-old girls are never the objects of assault,” Campbell said. “For real, have a nice day, girls. I’ll see you at dinner.”
    “She’s in a fine mood,” said Mally, as they ran for the red bus.
    The red bus, which was called ByWay, was a godsend for the twins, who were younger than most of the other people in the sophomore class and, besides Drew and their father, didn’t have many friends with access to cars.
    Fortunately, the previous year, the town had gotten a mini-bus system.
    Two red buses went out to the four corners of Ridgeline and beyond, to the technical college and the Deptford Mall to the north and out to Kitticoe to the west, where there was a huge bargain store that took up three city blocks. For a dollar, a person could ride around all day, and some of the elderly people in town did just that, making stops at the library and church luncheons and resale shops to their hearts’ delight. Even Grandpa Brynn had to admit that the new money in town had some advantages.
    For younger high school kids, who wanted to grab a ride to the multiplex cinema or the mall without the indignity of having their father hug them when they got out of the car, it was pretty terrific as well. The only thing the red bus didn’t have was a back seat or a trunk, so Mally and Merry had rolled their mother’s tiny Green-Shop reusable grocery bags into their purses for the bargains they intended to find.
    As they rode, Mallory glanced up at Crying Woman Ridge, the place David Jellico had fallen to his death two years ago after the twins “saw” the cemetery up there where he