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sacrifice was made?
“I don’t know what to do,” I said quietly as my
mother appeared before us.
Penny stared at Rhiannon who looked at her most
beautiful. I knew how she would end up looking after a long drawn out presentation
of all her suffering.
“If you were free tomorrow, what would you do,
Penny?”
Blue eyes on her sister’s, Penny didn’t answer for
a long time. Then she glanced at me and I saw how she had retreated into herself.
“I’d die and it’s what you should do too. Those
signs are just there to tease us. If we follow them, we get a sense of hope,
but in the end, we have to die,” Penny said then returned to watching my mother
who was now bleeding. “The only reason we are born is so we can die.”
“But what happens after I die? Eventually the town
will need another sacrifice and you’re in here and Aunt Rory won’t come back.”
“Rory won’t have any choice once I’m gone. Somehow
I’ll get out of here when it’s my time. It won’t matter what the doctors want.
I’ll get out and it’ll be my turn. Then the town will draw Rory back here and
she will either sacrifice herself or convince one of her daughters to do it. Remember,
Blue, sacrificing ourselves is the only reason we exist.”
My mother had stopped bleeding and was now sitting
in a chair. Dressed like she was running errands, she wore her favorite striped
shirt and holey jeans. Stroking the material on her shirt, Mom smiled at me.
Why wouldn’t my mom be happy? She would have me to
warm her soon.
Chapter Four
Lacey was vain, shallow, and lazy, but she
embraced those qualities because she could. The Zandi women were notoriously
superficial. They were always fighting over who was prettier, more stylish, and
better waxed. Yet if the Zandi family lost their wealth tomorrow, any one of
those lazy, shallow, and vain Persian princesses would hit the ground running and
rebuild the fortune. Likely they’d marry well then take the new wealth to buy
and build businesses until the rich husband’s bank accounts were dwarfed by his
gold digging wife’s.
For this reason, whenever I listened to Lacey
whine about how difficult it was to drive while looking at her reflection, I knew
how much of her superficial façade was bullshit.
“Guess what big surprise I have in store for you?”
Lacey asked, speeding down the highway towards Lily Falls.
“Not a clue,” I said, without faking how badly the
visit with Aunt Penny had gone.
“Can you say mall time with the Zandi girls?”
Glancing at Lacey, I found her smiling big as she
eyeballed me, completely ignoring the road.
“I’m not in…”
“No choice. You don’t have the money to repay me
for the gas I wasted on the stupid trip to see Poopybrains Penny. Since you owe
me, you’ll do what I say, slave.”
“Poopybrains?”
Shrugging, Lacey grinned. “I couldn’t think of
another P word.”
“So it’s just you and me and who?”
“My mom and Alyssa. We’re going to shop and have
fun and do fun stuff. It’ll be fun.”
“Did you get drunk while I was with Penny?”
“No, but I ate a donut the size of your head so I
might be on a sugar high.”
“And there it is. I knew something was up with
you. Normally when you drive, you watch the road and other lame crap like
that.”
“True, but sugar frees me from such hassles. So
let’s hit the mall and meet up with Mom and Alyssa. I’ll buy you shoes to go
with the dress you’re wearing to the opera.”
“What dress?”
Lacey grinned. “While you were chatting with Crazy
Cathy, I was making all kinds of plans. Don’t take this personally, but as a
poor person with bad taste, you don’t have the proper clothes for the opera.”
“Why would I take that personally?”
“Sometimes you can be too sensitive. It’s just
another one of your many flaws. Anyway I have the perfect dress for you. I’d
buy you a dress, but you’ll piss and moan about it. Instead you can wear my
dress and fill out the boob
“I don’t know what to do,” I said quietly as my
mother appeared before us.
Penny stared at Rhiannon who looked at her most
beautiful. I knew how she would end up looking after a long drawn out presentation
of all her suffering.
“If you were free tomorrow, what would you do,
Penny?”
Blue eyes on her sister’s, Penny didn’t answer for
a long time. Then she glanced at me and I saw how she had retreated into herself.
“I’d die and it’s what you should do too. Those
signs are just there to tease us. If we follow them, we get a sense of hope,
but in the end, we have to die,” Penny said then returned to watching my mother
who was now bleeding. “The only reason we are born is so we can die.”
“But what happens after I die? Eventually the town
will need another sacrifice and you’re in here and Aunt Rory won’t come back.”
“Rory won’t have any choice once I’m gone. Somehow
I’ll get out of here when it’s my time. It won’t matter what the doctors want.
I’ll get out and it’ll be my turn. Then the town will draw Rory back here and
she will either sacrifice herself or convince one of her daughters to do it. Remember,
Blue, sacrificing ourselves is the only reason we exist.”
My mother had stopped bleeding and was now sitting
in a chair. Dressed like she was running errands, she wore her favorite striped
shirt and holey jeans. Stroking the material on her shirt, Mom smiled at me.
Why wouldn’t my mom be happy? She would have me to
warm her soon.
Chapter Four
Lacey was vain, shallow, and lazy, but she
embraced those qualities because she could. The Zandi women were notoriously
superficial. They were always fighting over who was prettier, more stylish, and
better waxed. Yet if the Zandi family lost their wealth tomorrow, any one of
those lazy, shallow, and vain Persian princesses would hit the ground running and
rebuild the fortune. Likely they’d marry well then take the new wealth to buy
and build businesses until the rich husband’s bank accounts were dwarfed by his
gold digging wife’s.
For this reason, whenever I listened to Lacey
whine about how difficult it was to drive while looking at her reflection, I knew
how much of her superficial façade was bullshit.
“Guess what big surprise I have in store for you?”
Lacey asked, speeding down the highway towards Lily Falls.
“Not a clue,” I said, without faking how badly the
visit with Aunt Penny had gone.
“Can you say mall time with the Zandi girls?”
Glancing at Lacey, I found her smiling big as she
eyeballed me, completely ignoring the road.
“I’m not in…”
“No choice. You don’t have the money to repay me
for the gas I wasted on the stupid trip to see Poopybrains Penny. Since you owe
me, you’ll do what I say, slave.”
“Poopybrains?”
Shrugging, Lacey grinned. “I couldn’t think of
another P word.”
“So it’s just you and me and who?”
“My mom and Alyssa. We’re going to shop and have
fun and do fun stuff. It’ll be fun.”
“Did you get drunk while I was with Penny?”
“No, but I ate a donut the size of your head so I
might be on a sugar high.”
“And there it is. I knew something was up with
you. Normally when you drive, you watch the road and other lame crap like
that.”
“True, but sugar frees me from such hassles. So
let’s hit the mall and meet up with Mom and Alyssa. I’ll buy you shoes to go
with the dress you’re wearing to the opera.”
“What dress?”
Lacey grinned. “While you were chatting with Crazy
Cathy, I was making all kinds of plans. Don’t take this personally, but as a
poor person with bad taste, you don’t have the proper clothes for the opera.”
“Why would I take that personally?”
“Sometimes you can be too sensitive. It’s just
another one of your many flaws. Anyway I have the perfect dress for you. I’d
buy you a dress, but you’ll piss and moan about it. Instead you can wear my
dress and fill out the boob
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