White Chocolate Moments
changed the subject. Geneva asked Arcineh about school and how she liked living with her grandfather, but the subject of dance did not come up again.
    Arcineh enjoyed seeing Geneva but was relieved when she left and she realized her teacher had not pressed her. She had not been playing games. At the moment Arcineh had no desire to ever dance again.
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    "How are you?" Quinn asked Arcineh the moment they were alone.
    "Most days all right:' Arcineh told her, unbelievably glad to see her cousin acting normal and with not a hint of tears.
    It had taken several tries, but this weekend had finally worked--no horse shows, not too busy or tired, and Tiffany itching to come to Chicago. She had brought Austin as well.
    "Have you been back to your house?"
    "Just once:'
    Quinn shuddered a little, but Arcineh didn't notice. The thought of having her parents die was horrifying to Quinn. She was sure that she would die as well. "Do you remember anything about the accident?" she suddenly asked.
    Arcineh slowly shook her head no. "I remember feeling sleepy in the backseat, and then I woke up in the hospital. I must have fallen asleep:'
    Quinn nodded, still regretting not being at the party that night. She'd told herself that there would be no tears this weekend, but at the moment that command was taking all she had.
    "Are you going cry?" Arcineh looked upset at the thought.
    "No!" Quinn denied with a face that said Arcineh was overreacting. And it worked. Arcineh nodded and changed the subject, just what Quinn needed.
    "How's it going?" Tiffany asked her father, determined not to ask if Arcineh could live with them but hoping her father would mention it.
    "I think all right. We're settling in well:'
    "That's good. What have you done with the house?"
    "Personally, nothing. Violet arranged to have Arcineh's desk delivered, and she's been continually bringing her clothing and effects. We'll have to tackle the whole house this summer"
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    "I can help if you'd like Tiffany offered, a part of her still believing that Trevor and Isabella were there.
    "I'll plan on that"
    Tiffany began to feel better. She had not seen her father protective of Arcineh before. Their last visit, the weekend of the funeral, was still heavy on her mind. For just a little time, she had thought that Quinn might have slipped from his mind. Everyone in the family knew that Quinn was the favorite grandchild, and that fact was as important to Tiffany as it was to Quinn--perhaps more.
    "I'd like to eat at the Rotisserie tonight:' Tiffany suggested. "Are you and Arcie up for it?"
    "That sounds good:'
    Tiffany relaxed a little more. Her father enjoyed eating amazing ribs at the 12-story restaurant that overlooked the lake, and he'd not been swift to say that he'd have to check with Arcineh. Even on the drive up, Tiffany had feared too many changes at once but realized she was wrong. She was suddenly very glad she had come.
    "Are you going to counseling?" Austin asked of Arcineh when he found the girls in Arcineh's room.
    "Get out of here, Austin:' Quinn took no time in saying. We didn't say you could come in:'
    Austin ignored his sister and came as far as the footboard on the bed.
    "Well, Arcie, are you?"
    "No; she frowned at him. "What for?"
    Austin shrugged. He'd been quiet and withdrawn since his uncle and aunt died, and he'd heard his mother mention counseling to his father. He figured if he might be going, Arcineh would certainly be on someone's couch.
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    "Will you please leave?" Quinn said, using a tone that made a mockery of the word.
    "I'm going, I'm going. You're probably talking about stupid stuff anyhow:"
    Quinn and Arcineh just rolled eyes at each other, and when Austin left, Arcineh got up and locked the door.
    "No privacy at all! And in my own room:' she muttered on the way back to the bed, not noticing Quinn's face. Something about that statement stung the older girl, and she wasn't exactly sure why.
    "So tell me Arcineh commanded, starting where they'd left off,
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