IT WAS CLOSE TO ONE am by the time I pulled into Kimberly’s driveway. “You know, we could have just flashed home.”
“I know,” Kimberly replied. “I don’t like to, though. I wanna keep some things normal, you know?”
I shook my head. “No. I don’t know. There’s nothing normal about us, but if that’s what you want, then it’s fine by me.” I turned off the engine and walked Kimberly up to the door.
Before we even hit the steps, her front door swung open and Adelaide stepped out onto the porch. “Where have you been, young lady?”
“Just . . . out.” Kimberly looked down at the floor, so her mom wouldn’t see the blood.
“And you’re covered in blood,” Adelaide said, tilting Kimberly’s head back with one hand. “You’re always covered in blood.”
“It’s not mine!” Kimberly scoffed and pushed her mother’
