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firmly enough to make it stop after the third set of four raps. Hally blinked a bit and stared at her, as the door opened.
    “No… I… School…”
    “It’s alright Hal, you just need to change. It’s Thursday, you need to wear your uniform tomorrow, not today.” Besides it was an ugly set of colors, bright blue and orange and should be worn only in an emergency. The only person it had ever looked good on was Darla, and really Keeley suspected she cheated somehow to make that happen. Magic or special make-up tricks she hadn’t shared with anyone else.
    The door opened and Devon York, Hally’s dad, a pleasant looking man in his early forties, with wire rimmed glasses he didn’t need, and just a few extra pounds, gave them a funny look. He didn’t speak, just stepped to the side to let them in. On their way past, he patted Hally on the back, accidently touching Keeley’s hand when he did. This flood of information was a lot more intense, and held a lot more darkness than Hally’s had. So much more Keeley had to fight a shudder.
    It wasn’t that he was evil, but the man was a career criminal and had been in a lot of places that most people didn’t go into, seen things that couldn’t be unseen, and done a few that even he wished he could take back now.
    “Girls? Is everything alright, Hally was just leaving for school…”
    “Who cares?” This was nearly screamed and came from a decently cute, round cheeked boy who was named Steve and liked to watch the neighbor lady undress when he could. He kept talking, loudly.
    “You lied to us, you lied to everyone! I’m not even who I think I am. Who am I then? Huh? Are we going to have to leave? I should just run away. This whole thing is screwed.” There was anger there, but misery too. Betrayal.
    Keeley just nodded to him, which caught his attention pretty well. Apparently without her glasses and a few pounds lighter, she was suddenly considered pretty instead of dorky. She even had some make-up on, so that helped, she knew.
    “You’re the same person you were yesterday, and the day before that. Don’t let a little new information throw you Steve. Besides this is a good thing, a happy one.” She couldn’t say more and even that got both Ginger and Devon to stare at her. Hally hadn’t told her anything, but she knew what they’d told her, about the murder, how they’d run before charges could come in, how now some of their friends had told them that it was over and they didn’t have to hide any more.
    They were free again.
    “She told you? But she just left, how?” This came from Ginger, who didn’t seem upset at all, just confused.
    Keeley found herself lacking for words again and finally just smile and shrugged.
    “No, she didn’t tell me anything. She’s still in shock. I already knew. I had a friend of mine see to Mr. Monroe for you. The confession will be accepted, and he won’t recant.” Taking a deep breath she looked Devon directly in the eye, knowing he had to be ready to fight about then. Physically. That information wasn’t anything Hally had known. They hadn’t gone into detail with what they’d told their daughter, had they? So it meant that the dark haired girl in front of him knew something.
    “As to how I knew anything at all, don’t ask. Ever. That’s the price of your freedom. Don’t ask why I did it, or how, and maybe help me out on a little project every now and then. Legal things mainly, nothing too dark or sinister. Deal?” She held out her right hand which the man took by reflex.
    She felt the twisting inside herself, flowing over and out of her, and over the man in front of her instantly. He went a little still and let go of her hand, so she put it out to Ginger and then Steve too, who clearly felt awkward about it, but was pleased to be included it seemed.
    “Right, so here’s the plan for the day.” Keeley laid out what she was doing and found that Steve needed to get ready for class, Devon had work, selling