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life.
    â€œCome home, Marlin,” she said.
    She reached for him. Grabbed his arm and tugged.
    And Marlin’s arm came off in her hand.
    It’s stone, she realized. Blue stone.
    And then Marlin’s head rolled off his shoulders. The stone head dropped to the rocky ground and broke in half.
    Marlin’s other arm broke off. His whole body cracked into chunks of stone.
    And April woke up screaming. Screaming again.
    Another nightmare about the island.
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    â€œYou’re up early,” Mrs. Powers said. She stood at the sink, pouring herself a mug of coffee.
    â€œCouldn’t sleep,” April muttered, yawning. “Another nightmare.” She dropped onto a wooden stool at the kitchen counter.
    â€œYour dad and I are terribly, terribly worried about you,” Mrs. Powers said. She carried her coffee to the counter and perched next to April.
    Mom looks more tired than usual, April thought. Dark circles around her eyes. April noticed strands of white running through her mother’s wavy blond hair.
    â€œThat crazy thing you did last night,” her mother said, studying her carefully.
    She is studying me like one of her lab specimens, April thought. Mrs. Powers was a lab technician at an animal research lab.
    â€œThe police officers said you didn’t remember going out in your pajamas like that. They said you couldn’t answer their questions. You looked dazed.”
    April nodded sadly. “I wish I could explain.”
    â€œThank goodness Pam followed you,” her mother said. “At least you had a good friend watching out for you.”
    â€œYeah,” April muttered.
    â€œIt’s so frightening. I’m going to make an appointment for you with Dr. Jackson,” Mrs. Powers said. “You’ll go after school.”
    She ran a hand tenderly through April’s hair. “And we canceled your interview with that TV show for tonight. You’re okay with that—right?”
    â€œFine,” April whispered. She shut her eyes and saw Marlin’s stony body cracking apart again.
    â€œI know being on TV is a lot of fun for you,” Mrs. Powers said, pouring April a glass of grape juice. “But maybe we should stop all the interviews for a while.”
    â€œFine,” April repeated.
    Mrs. Powers shook her head. “You had such a fabulous, exciting time. I can’t understand what’s giving you bad dreams and making you do crazy things.”
    â€œI can’t either,” April said softly. She sipped the grape juice.
    â€œDo you think you should stay home from school today?” her mother asked.
    April shook her head. “No. I’ll be fine. Really.”
    She glanced at the clock. “But it’s so early, know what I’m going to do? I’m going for a jog before I get dressed for school.”
    â€œYou sure?” her mother asked.
    â€œYeah. It will help clear my head,” April said. “I always feel better after I run.”
    She changed into shorts, a tank top, and running shoes. Then she clipped her CD player to her waist,and headed back downstairs.
    She bumped into Pam at the front door. Pam yawned. “I guess I overslept a little. Are you feeling okay? Going for a jog?”
    April nodded.
    â€œI was using your Discman yesterday. Hope you don’t mind,” Pam said. “I left a new CD in it for you. Totally awesome. Let me know if you like it.”
    April nodded again. She didn’t feel like talking to Pam. She pushed open the door and stepped outside.
    It was a bright fall morning. A red sun, just peeking over the trees, made the lawns shimmer like emeralds.
    April did warm-up exercises for a few minutes in her driveway. Then she adjusted the headphones over her ears as she started to jog.
    The Millers across the street waved to her as they climbed into their SUV to go to work. April turned the corner and picked up speed.
    The morning air feels so fresh and cool, she