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torn. Part of me is so proud of her, of the care she shows my best friend. The other half is jealous of the attention Daniel is getting. The words of the spirits from yesterday echo through my mind. Lies. I know the spirits were lying, and yet… the way Kacie comforts Daniel makes my traitorous mind wonder. She turns to me with another one of her breathtaking smiles before resting her head on my shoulder. Yep, I’m a grade A jerk.
    “Some of you know about my family, some don’t. I’m going to mention it briefly because it’s important to the situation last night.” Daniel sinks back into the sofa‌—‌an unconscious attempt at hiding. “My dad is a world-renown psychiatrist in the field of schizophrenia and delusional disorders. Three… no four years ago, my abilities went a bit haywire. I thought he could help since he knew so much about the mind. I was young and scared and alone.”
    When he doesn’t continue, Mrs. Kincaid says, “Psychic abilities do tend to wreak havoc at the onset of puberty.”
    “Yeah, no shit,” Daniel says, scrubbing at his face with his hand. “I told my dad, and he thought I was nuts. I offered proof. Things I couldn’t possibly know… but his mind was closed to the possibility. I was sent to shrink after shrink. My dad put me on some nasty anti-psychotic meds. After some awful side effects, which my father chose to ignore, I started flushing them. He still thinks I’m taking them.”
    Raven jumps to her feet. “That’s sick. That, that’s child abuse.”
    “Raven, you come from a family with abilities,” Mrs. Kincaid says in her calm, soothing voice. Raven drops back to the sofa, drumming a staccato beat on the cushion. “Not everyone believes in psychic talent. To Dr. Westin, Daniel’s abilities were a problem with his brain‌—‌a delusion. Continue, Daniel.”
    “I finally learned to pretend, to keep my powers to myself. But my father couldn’t or wouldn’t let it go. He would bait me, still does to this day, trying to get me to slip up. It’s like he knows I’m lying. Maybe that’s his psychic gift, a human lie-detector. It would explain lots of things in my past and also where I got my powers.”
    “I know that’s one of my mom’s powers,” I say, rolling my eyes.
    “Yeah, well, yesterday he used me again in a lecture at UTSA about delusions.” Daniel sighs, a heavy, defeated sound. “He rehashed the whole lecture at the dinner table. Then had the gall to thank me for being so pathetic. His words, not mine.”
    “I’m sorry, Daniel, but your dad sounds like a prick,” Blake says from his spot across the room. “I mean, who picks on their kids like that. It’s wrong on so many levels.”
    Daniel rises and paces back and forth a few times. “Yeah, but that’s beside the point. After dinner I was really upset, like wanted-to-throw-everything-in-my-room-against-the-wall upset. To distract myself, I pulled out the spirit board. Big mistake.”
    There are no more interruptions as Daniel continues to pace restlessly from the kitchen to the fireplace.
    “There’s nothing special about the board. The girls got it at the outlet mall. Just a standard issue game. My guess is one of them has spiritual power she’s unaware of. Anyway, they managed to create a portal with the board, and our trio of vicious spooks came through.”
    “Do you know where the portal is?” Mrs. Kincaid asks.
    “The portal is somewhere in the sorority house… but the board acts as a window. The sprits can travel through it,” Daniel replies with a frown. “Weird, I know, but there it is.”
    “How do you—”
    Daniel cuts off Mrs. Kincaid. “How do I know? Those spooks visited me last night. Tormented me. Endlessly.” He turns away, staring at the fireplace. “Hours of hell. They knew everything… like they could read my mind or something. About my dad, my anxiety, and my fear.” When he turns back to face us, I’m taken aback at the look of abject dread on