Christmas Eve dawned bright and chill, a clear, painfully blue sky bearing deep smudges of approaching storm to the northeast. Waking in the blue bedroom was more than halfway familiar now; there was no moment of vertigo at the unusual quiet or softness, no jolt into consciousness with her heart hammering and her palms damp.
Here there was comfort, deep steady warmth, and a tang of golden scent that meant Jack.
We call ourselves Kith; it means family. We’re stronger, faster, smarter, and we also have wicked tempers sometimes.
We call ourselves Kith; it means family. We’re stronger, faster, smarter, and we also have wicked tempers sometimes.So she wasn’t an alien or a freak. She was something else, and so was Jack, and Dad, and everyone else in the vast house. To go from being a pariah,
