people. In some ways we get to live a thousand lives.” Violet sounded more excited than usual. She usually didn’t have too many positive things to say about being an Allure unless she was reassuring me. “That’s deep, Violet.” Hugh rolled his eyes. “What? You agree, don’t you?” She met his eye in the rearview mirror. “It is what it is. I’ve stopped trying to analyze it because there is nothing to compare it to. It is unique in itself.” He put his arms behind his head. “Where are we going to stay?” I changed the subject to something that actually affected me. The numbness was taking over again. “It’s a place packed with emotions. It might be rough on you, but I think you need it. We might be able to fix the problem that way.” Violet stared straight ahead at the road. “Like overwhelm me until things fall into place?” “Pretty much.” Violet adjusted her hands on the wheel. “If it gets to be too much we’ll leave, or Roland can help you. He calmed you down earlier tonight.” “In the graveyard.” I remembered his hands reaching for me. “I know you’re fighting the desire, but I’m still connected to you. I want this to be as easy as possible.” He reached forward and touched my arm. “Easy for who?” I sat forward in the seat, offsetting his arm. “You. Me. All of us.” “That’s generous of you.” I watched as we whizzed by a line of cars. “We’re all traveling together now.” Violet said simply. “We should try to look out for one another.” “You say ‘now’, does that mean we may split up?” I hadn’t thought about that possibility yet. Was she planning to leave me alone with Roland? “Eventually,” Violet replied. “Once we get everything straightened out.” “Or until I get sick of you two.” Hugh chortled. “What did you see in Hugh?” I asked Violet. Hugh laughed. “Real nice, kid.” “I’m just wondering how you knew he was the one person you would give half your essence to. That had to have been a huge decision.” “It was, and I just knew. I was attracted to him, and I felt a connection. I also knew he was strong enough to survive the change.” “What would have happened if he didn’t?” That was something no one had talked about yet other than with me. I knew I was a unique case. “Didn’t survive?” Violet asked. “Yes.” “I wouldn’t have survived.” Hugh said casually. “Simple as that.” “And then what would happen to the other half of your essence?” “I’d have had to wait a few decades and then try again.” Violet’s words weren’t casual. They had something else to them. “There’s a time limit?” “Yes. To remind you to make a better decision next time.” Violet’s expression darkened. “But it’s not your fault if it doesn’t work, and you’ve already lost someone.” As much as an Allure can really lose. “Does the loss hurt? Can you feel it?” “So I’ve heard.” Violet’s expression remained dark and almost pensive. “Makes the punishment even worse, huh?” “I feel like half of being an Allure is the punishments.” My experience with the ruling authorities hadn’t been a good one so far. “There are some of those.” Violet fiddled with the radio, and I knew she was trying to ignore me. It wasn’t going to work. “Why were you running from the Force?” Talk of punishments reminded me of our time in the Glamour Realm. “I wouldn’t play the game.” Violet adjusted her hand on the wheel. “I don’t really get it. Sometimes you act like the rules are everything, but most of the time you break them.” Violet was the most confusing of the bunch. “It’s about learning what you can get away with,” Hugh explained. “It’s simple.” “You are the type of people I would have stayed far away from before.” I’d generally tried to avoid drama, although for some reason it always seemed to find me, no matter how hard I tried. “You were