Chapter 11

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Three months later, Malibu and her mother were at their weekly art class at the Santa Monica Firehouse Arts Center. Over those three months, Malibu’s ability to read her father’s thoughts had grown stronger, and she had found that she could sense other people’s emotions as well. How these changes occurred remained a mystery, and gradually over time Malibu had stopped questioning why it had occurred. Just accept it, the creepy voice in her head told her. So she did. Just accept itThe original firehouse was built in 1929 using bricks from a local brick foundry. It served as a functioning fire station until 2008, when it was converted into an art center with a small theater and two large classrooms. Since she was ten years old, Malibu and her mother had taken a painting class there every Sa

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