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why? And what could I possibly need with it? And why would my father leave this school to me? The last time Dad and I spoke, I had been more than ready to graduate and move on with my life—go to medical school and become a caring and successful doctor.
    But now?
    My back to Jonas, I stared at a monument in the center of the cemetery: a life-sized sculpture of a girl with large angel wings. A book lay across her lap. Carved in stone below the sculpture were the words “In Memory of Father and Mother.” Love poured out of the simple inscription.
    Until recently, I had felt as if both my parents were dead, that all I was left with were distant memories of two parents who once loved me. But now that I knew the truth, I had to wonder: Had my mother ever loved me? Could a mother who loved her daughter leave her behind? And had I been given a chance to know that mother again?
    The wind picked up, bringing me out of my daydream. Goose bumps spread down my arms. Being in the cemetery reminded me that death was real—and final. I would never forget the image of the neurons in Dani’s brain turning dull like the brightest star fading from the sky. That image—of Sandra Whitmeyer killing my best friend—would be ingrained in my mind forever.
    And now, that very woman was working hard to make sure I knew that her partner, Dr. John DeWeese—Jack’s father—was the one responsible for the murder of my dad? I had yet to figure out why she would do that. What was her game?
    Whatever she was up to, I needed to figure it out soon. Sandra Whitmeyer and John DeWeese had already taken away two of the most important people in my life. And now Sandra was hinting that Jack could be next.
    Deep in thought, I didn’t hear Jonas step up behind me. His hands rested on my shoulders, massaging the tension that knotted up between my shoulder blades. My muscles stiffened, but I settled into his touch, closing my eyes.
    Yet behind the darkness of my eyelids, it was Jack I saw. He had shoved me from his life earlier that morning, at a time when I needed him. Of course, he’d had every reason to act the way he had, after last night.
    Like always, Jonas was inside my head, but I knew by his frustrated sigh that I was successfully shutting him out. He bent his head close and spoke softly. “What did Ms. Long tell you today that scared you so much?”
    “Does it matter?” I stepped away from his touch.
    “What kind of question is that? You asked me to be there for a reason.” He spun me around and stared into my eyes. “You were close to passing out when I got in there.”
    “Well, you heard the biggest part of it. I’m somehow the proud owner of a boarding school. I have no idea what that even means.”
    “You’re not telling me everything.”
    “No, I’m not. And I don’t have to.” I backed up, putting distance between us. We should never have been that close to begin with, but he was right. I was scared. I had needed his touch. No, I needed someone else’s touch: Jack’s. And I needed to feel something other than fear.
    The corners of Jonas’s lips tipped upward in a sly grin. “Okay. Have it your way.” He laughed in an aloof I-don’t-care sort of way.
    I crossed my arms. “Why are you smiling?” My voice escalated in volume. This was the Jonas that infuriated me—the same Jonas I had despised once upon a time.
    “Oh, don’t get that sexy black skirt in a bundle. I was just thinking that my initial instinct would be to force it out of you with my mind, just like you would force someone to tell you something.”
    “But we promised each other. No invading the other’s thoughts.”
    “That’s right. How could I forget? Is Jack exempt from that rule?”
    “What do you mean?”
    “I mean, he’s not here. It’s no secret you two haven’t been speaking since just after the lab explosion, except to argue.”
    I frowned and looked away. Lingering autumn leaves fell from the trees. “Jack and I just need space.”
    “Is