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picked up Will’s and fingered his name. Some glitter came away, sprinkling onto the moss-colored countertop.
    â€œThey aren’t supposed to be cute!” Raven said.
    Kelly shrugged. “Well, they are.”
    â€œLeave it to Kelly,” Alexia said, “to find something cute in something that’s supposed to be slightly morbid.”
    â€œShe would think a demon was cute if he had good hair,” Raven added.
    â€œHello, I’m right here.” Kelly waved her hands in the air.
    They all laughed.
    â€œCome on, I figured we’d do this in the sunroom.” Alexia led them to the back of the house. The walls and ceiling in the sunroom were made entirely of glass, so the sky was overhead, stars shining brightly in the clear night. There were candles lit all over, the flames reflecting off the glass walls. Alexia had moved all the wicker furniture back to make a place for a roasting pan in the center of the room. She’d taken the big floral cushions off the wicker chairs and set them around the pot.
    â€œFor burning things,” Alexia explained, nodding at the roasting pan.
    â€œOf course.” Kelly smiled.
    Raven sat on one of the pillows. “Well, let’s get started.” She grabbed her two grocery bags and started unloading them. There was a whole gift box full of letters, a hair scrunchie, a T-shirt, an envelope full of photos, and a sock.
    â€œWhat is all that stuff?” Kelly asked, grabbing the envelope of pictures.
    â€œEverything that Caleb gave me. Or, if it reminded me of him, I threw it in the bag.”
    Alexia poked the sock with her finger. “And this reminded you of him?”
    Kelly snorted a laugh.
    â€œHe left it at my house,” Raven explained.
    Alexia raised her eyebrows. “Oh, I see.”
    â€œWhat did you bring?” Raven asked Kelly.
    Kelly grabbed her purse and dug inside. She pulled out a brochure to the high school’s last art show and one picture of Will speaking at a school assembly that she had obviously taken herself.
    â€œI know,” she said, looking at her pile, then Raven’s. “I had a pathetic relationship with Will.”
    Alexia shook her head. “I think the boyfriend was more pathetic than the relationship.”
    â€œAny guy would be lucky to have you, Kel,” Raven said.
    Kelly gave an unconvinced smile and nodded. “Thanks, you guys.”
    Alexia was pretty sure Kelly suffered from the I’m-not-good-enough syndrome, what Alexia’s parents called self-criticism. But no matter how many times Alexia or Raven or Sydney told her how pretty she was, she always thought she could be thinner or have better skin.
    Of course, Alexia’s friends were constantly telling her how pretty she was, and she never seemed to have enough confidence to talk to guys. Maybe she was suffering from self-criticism, too.
    Alexia shook a box of matches in her hand. “I’ll start the fire. I have the fire extinguisher close at hand, just in case something goes wrong.”
    â€œI’m so flippin’ ready for this,” Raven said.
    â€œThrow your letters in,” Alexia said to Raven. “That’ll get the fire going.”
    Raven dumped the letters out of the box and into the roasting pan. Alexia struck a match, the sulfur filling her nose. She threw it in and the flame burned a hole into one of the letters. Soon they all were lit up. “Now, throw in everything else,” she said. “We’ll do the tombstones last.”
    Raven didn’t hesitate. She chucked things in without looking and was done within a minute. Kelly threw in the brochure first but then dwelled on the picture of Will.
    â€œCome on, Kel,” Raven said.
    Kelly gave Will’s picture one more look and threw it in.
    Sydney stared at her computer screen. She refreshed the window to see if she had any new emails.
    You have 0 unread mail messages.
    She let out a long sigh. Why hadn’t