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Violet moved back into the right lane. “But it’s alarming.”
“I’m not doing anything.” I slumped down in my seat.
“You were feeling.” Roland leaned forward toward the front. “Don’t pretend otherwise.”
“Violet told me my parents reported me missing. If that didn’t get an emotional response from me nothing would.”
“But that’s the whole point.” Roland sighed. “You shouldn’t be feeling anymore. Not unless you take the feeling from someone else.”
“I’m messed up. We know that.” There was no reason to continue playing the broken record.
Violet patted my leg. “You aren’t broken. You are taking longer than normal to change.”
“I’m broken.”
“If you like that word, then sure. You’re broken.”
“We should be heading to Louie’s, not the Magic City.” Hugh munched on a bag of chips he’d picked up at the last stop. I was convinced the whole purpose was to see how loud he could possibly chew. I didn’t know it was possible to make that much noise with food.
“The Magic City?” I asked.
“It’s the nickname for Birmingham,” Violet explained. “It comes from back when the city was founded. It developed overnight. Or so they say. The growth was actually not that fast.”
“I’ve never been to Alabama,” I admitted.
“You’d never been to California either. You really didn’t travel much.” Hugh finished his chips and scrunched up the bag.
“Nope. I guess I’m making up for it now.” That was one benefit of the situation.
“We’ll do plenty of traveling. We probably should get a lot further away until your family moves on.” Violet opened all the windows in the car.
I savored the feel of the wind blowing in my face. “Moves on?”
“She means die. Violet is still treating you like a human and being careful what she says.” Hugh grunted.
“She’s still got feelings,” Violet yelled over the wind.
“None that need to be spared,” Hugh replied.
“Don’t talk about my family dying.” I got another small pang, and although feeling felt good, those kinds of feelings weren’t high on my list.
“Eventually they will. Everyone does and then you keep living.” Hugh managed to make the most twisted things sound common place. Sometimes the habit was helpful. Other times it wasn’t.
“Yes, I caught the whole immortality bit.”
“Which means you should understand what he’s saying. We need to get out of the U.S. for a while.” Violet rolled up the windows. The rush of the wind died out instantly.
“But we’re going to Birmingham first?” The small part of me that wasn’t numb wanted to stay in the U.S., and that small part had a much louder voice than the rest of me.
“Yes. I love the city.” Violet adjusted her seat back.
“She lived there as a human for some time.”
“Really?” I knew so little about Violet’s past.
“Yes. I spent much of my childhood there.”
“Really?” I turned toward her. Violet rarely opened up about her pre-Allure life, and I knew hearing about it would help ease the boredom.
“You’re not the only southerner.”
“Where are the rest of you from?” I asked, hoping they’d be as uncharacteristically open as Violet.
“Let’s save those stories for another day. You never know when you’re going to need entertainment. Don’t want to use everything up all at once.” Hugh winked.
“Because your story is entertaining?” I turned in my seat to get a better look at him. If his personality wasn’t so jarring, he would actually be attractive.
“Everyone’s life story is entertaining,” Violet adjusted the temperature. She sounded far off, as though lost in thought.
“Some more interesting than others.” My life hadn’t been very exciting at all.
“But all entertaining. All interesting, all full of little details that no one else has ever experienced. That’s what makes our Allure existences so rewarding. We get to try emotions stemming from thousands of different
“I’m not doing anything.” I slumped down in my seat.
“You were feeling.” Roland leaned forward toward the front. “Don’t pretend otherwise.”
“Violet told me my parents reported me missing. If that didn’t get an emotional response from me nothing would.”
“But that’s the whole point.” Roland sighed. “You shouldn’t be feeling anymore. Not unless you take the feeling from someone else.”
“I’m messed up. We know that.” There was no reason to continue playing the broken record.
Violet patted my leg. “You aren’t broken. You are taking longer than normal to change.”
“I’m broken.”
“If you like that word, then sure. You’re broken.”
“We should be heading to Louie’s, not the Magic City.” Hugh munched on a bag of chips he’d picked up at the last stop. I was convinced the whole purpose was to see how loud he could possibly chew. I didn’t know it was possible to make that much noise with food.
“The Magic City?” I asked.
“It’s the nickname for Birmingham,” Violet explained. “It comes from back when the city was founded. It developed overnight. Or so they say. The growth was actually not that fast.”
“I’ve never been to Alabama,” I admitted.
“You’d never been to California either. You really didn’t travel much.” Hugh finished his chips and scrunched up the bag.
“Nope. I guess I’m making up for it now.” That was one benefit of the situation.
“We’ll do plenty of traveling. We probably should get a lot further away until your family moves on.” Violet opened all the windows in the car.
I savored the feel of the wind blowing in my face. “Moves on?”
“She means die. Violet is still treating you like a human and being careful what she says.” Hugh grunted.
“She’s still got feelings,” Violet yelled over the wind.
“None that need to be spared,” Hugh replied.
“Don’t talk about my family dying.” I got another small pang, and although feeling felt good, those kinds of feelings weren’t high on my list.
“Eventually they will. Everyone does and then you keep living.” Hugh managed to make the most twisted things sound common place. Sometimes the habit was helpful. Other times it wasn’t.
“Yes, I caught the whole immortality bit.”
“Which means you should understand what he’s saying. We need to get out of the U.S. for a while.” Violet rolled up the windows. The rush of the wind died out instantly.
“But we’re going to Birmingham first?” The small part of me that wasn’t numb wanted to stay in the U.S., and that small part had a much louder voice than the rest of me.
“Yes. I love the city.” Violet adjusted her seat back.
“She lived there as a human for some time.”
“Really?” I knew so little about Violet’s past.
“Yes. I spent much of my childhood there.”
“Really?” I turned toward her. Violet rarely opened up about her pre-Allure life, and I knew hearing about it would help ease the boredom.
“You’re not the only southerner.”
“Where are the rest of you from?” I asked, hoping they’d be as uncharacteristically open as Violet.
“Let’s save those stories for another day. You never know when you’re going to need entertainment. Don’t want to use everything up all at once.” Hugh winked.
“Because your story is entertaining?” I turned in my seat to get a better look at him. If his personality wasn’t so jarring, he would actually be attractive.
“Everyone’s life story is entertaining,” Violet adjusted the temperature. She sounded far off, as though lost in thought.
“Some more interesting than others.” My life hadn’t been very exciting at all.
“But all entertaining. All interesting, all full of little details that no one else has ever experienced. That’s what makes our Allure existences so rewarding. We get to try emotions stemming from thousands of different
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