"Can we expect Echo and her fists anytime soon?"
Morrissey closed the door of her and Echo's room. "No."
I'd never actually been in their room, and it was a lot tidier than mine and Seph's, and it had a lot more teeth. I could instantly tell which side of the room belonged to Morrissey. A lifelike drawing on her desk caught my eye, framed not with teeth but silver looped into hearts. It showed Morrissey, and a smaller, lookalike version of her missing several teeth, both of them smiling from ear to ear.
"My sister," she said, coming up behind me.
I nodded as a pang speared my chest. The proud note in her voice reminded me of how Leo used to talk about me, and me about him.
"Have a seat, and I'll get us ready."
I did as she said while she retrieved a rolled black cloth from the trunk
