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when people messed with us in high school? How did that work out for them?”
    “Not well,” I conceded.
    “Don’t worry about Lila,” Twila said. “Karma has a funny way of catching up with people when they most deserve it.”
    “And Lila is going to have a whole lot of karma chasing her,” Marnie said.
    I smiled, the first real smile I’d managed to muster in what felt like days. “You guys are right. I’m being ridiculous. Bay is going to be fine.”
    “They’re all going to be fine,” Marnie said.
    “Speaking of Aunt Tillie, does anyone know where she is? I haven’t seen her since she made the girls scream by dropping tree branches from the sky. That was risky, by the way. She shouldn’t be using magic in front of witnesses.”
    “They thought it was the wind,” Marnie said. “Still, you’re right. Where is Aunt Tillie?”
    “She didn’t come back to the cabin with us,” Twila said. “I think she’s still out by the bonfire.”
    “That can’t be good,” I said, striding toward the door. “If she’s still out there, that means she’s planning something.”
    “Like what?”
    I didn’t get a chance to answer because multiple screams echoing throughout the dark drowned out my response. We bolted through the door, racing toward the cabins. In my head, I knew the girls were likely only reacting to Aunt Tillie’s story. What if it was something else, though?
    We pulled up short outside the first cabin. Lila stood in the doorway, her hand pressed to the side of her face and an angry expression clouding her eyes.
    “What’s wrong?” I asked, almost dreading the answer.
    “Someone thought it would be funny to scratch at the window,” Lila said. “These idiots thought it was a china doll and overreacted.”
    “How did they overreact?”
    “They attacked me because the doll in the story looked exactly like me.” Lila narrowed her eyes. “I know that was on purpose, by the way.”
    “Is anything else wrong?” I asked, ignoring Lila’s jab.
    “No.”
    “Then go to bed,” I said. “No one is to attack anyone, and no one is to leave this cabin for any reason. Do you understand that?”
    The girls nodded, solemn. We watched as everyone climbed back into bed and then switched off the lights and shut the door. We could hear them whispering even as we walked from the cabin.
    A hint of movement caught my attention, and when I peered closer I saw Aunt Tillie pacing us from about twenty feet away. She was trying to beat us back to our cabin so she would have plausible deniability.
    “I see you,” I said.
    Aunt Tillie straightened. “Good. I was getting tired of sneaking around.”
    “Do you feel better now that you’ve scared them?”
    “I’ll feel better after a good night’s sleep,” Aunt Tillie said. “Tomorrow is a new day, and I’m going to need my rest if I plan on torturing Lila some more.”
    “Do you think that’s really necessary?”
    “I don’t know whether it’s necessary,” Aunt Tillie said, reaching for the door handle to our cabin. “It is fun, though. I have to get my jollies somewhere this week.”
    She’s incorrigible sometimes – well, all the time. “Try not to go overboard.”
    “I never go overboard,” Aunt Tillie said. “It’s not in my nature.”
    Whatever. “Just go to bed,” I said.
    “What do you think I was doing? Geez, you’re so suspicious.”
    It was going to be a long couple of days.
     

Four
    After four more ruckuses in various cabins, the girls finally settled down and called it a night. By the time morning hit, though, I was more tired than when I’d gone to bed.
    The girls moaned and groaned when we roused them, and I hoped a full day of activities would mean a full night of sleep tonight. There was a moratorium on ghost stories from here on out. Aunt Tillie couldn’t be trusted, and the girls were too anxious to trust their better judgment.
    The only person who woke with any sort of energy was Aunt Tillie. After the first