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father, his name is Torres.”
    I couldn’t breathe, and the room spun. I always dreamed of other people who acted as if they were my parents, but I never thought they could be real. I had dreams of soft laughter, a woman with hair as red as mine, and a man with gentle eyes. I sat back down and bent over, my head between my legs. Could they be my real parents? Were my mom and dad not my real parents? The thought of my dad not being my dad upset me more than the thought of my mom. He was always a little nicer, sneaking me ice cream at midnight and watching movies with me, or teaching me to drive while sitting on his lap in the old Ford. I swallowed and told myself that I could process this information later.
    I glanced up, but I was sure all the color drained from my face.
    Jarak mumbled a curse under his breath, but I’d heard him. He held my eyes for a moment then darted out of the room without another word.
    “What’s with him?” I asked, completely annoyed.
    Victor gave a sly grin as he also watched him walk away. Glancing at Ree, he rolled his hand out. “Please continue.”
    I didn’t have time to go after him. Heck, I wasn’t sure he’d want me to do that. I turned my attention to Ree, pushing Jarak and his attitude away for the time being.
    Ree looked back at me. “Your parents sent Bry to find you because when you were born, Meadow stole you away.” I sat there as she told me how Meadow was supposed to take me to Victor, and how Bry was supposed to bring me home . I didn’t know what to believe. It was as if everything in my life unraveled all around me.
    I sank back into the couch. Trevor patted my hand in comfort, but it didn’t help. “Mi Dulce, sera bien.”
    “Why don’t you just say it in English? I have enough to worry about,” I spat at him as I stood up and stormed out of the room. I was frustrated and angry. Too many things had fallen on me in the past two days… in the last week for that matter.
     

 

     
    Memories
    – Arabeth –
     
    I sat on the edge of Meadow’s bed and watched her as she slept. All of the lies hurt, but deep down I knew there had to be a reason she kept the secrets from me. I watched her sleep and wondered if what Ree said were true. All my life I’d had dreams. Talking with a couple, laughing, telling them my fears and secrets. Could it have been real? Have I talked to my real parents in my sleep?
    A ragged intake of breath shook her frail body, distracting me from my thoughts. I held her hand, wishing there was another way to keep her alive. There had to be something. In a world where I’d learned magic and vampires existed, there must be another way. Besides, if she became a vampire, she wouldn’t actually be alive. Would she? I let myself drift off, thinking of a different time in life.
     
    Squawking birds circled over my head, the heat of the afternoon pelted down on my bare skin. I laid there and watched the blackbirds. The book I brought out to read rested next to me unopened.
    I wanted to escape into a world that was anywhere but there. Books were my distraction from reality. The dry grass poked at my arms and legs as if to tell me to get off, but I never moved. I hoped the earth would suck me into the ground.
    A loud voice came from the house. I jumped up to my feet as quickly as I could find my balance and dashed into the house. Mom and Dad always argued. Why would today be any different?
    I entered through the kitchen sliding door. Standing there, I strained to listen. I could hear their muffled voices in the living room. I nudged myself closer so I could hear what they argued over. Every time they saw me, they would stop yelling, so I never knew what it was they were so mad about.
    My dad bellowed, “You can’t hide her forever! She should be with her mom. It’s unfair, what you’ve done.”
    “I have my orders, just like you. I can’t do that.”
    “What about her powers? You can’t conceal them forever. She is stronger than you are. Each