Chapter 9
BlisterI stood in my usual place by the window. The sunrise was coming. I could feel it in my bones.
The same sensation came every time I was around sun faes, but this girl, Cynthia, made that feeling dance all over my skin. It was like a milder version of getting a tattoo combined with getting a sunburn.
Right now, I had this feeling in my bones and on my skin, thanks to the closeness of the dawn and to Cynthia sitting only a few feet away, nibbling on chips.
“I need to go to college today,” she said to Golden. “I have finals.”
She might actually go to college, but after that, she would bolt, and I would have to catch her. Turning her had been a mistake, but not killing her after that? That had been wrong.
When she’d make a run for it, and I would catch her, I could fix th
