Thirteen: RowynI was actually pacing while waiting for Reed to get to my house on Sunday morning. It was completely asinine. I'd even used the special curl attachment on my blow dryer. In my frenzy, I attempted to calm down by counting the number of acorns on our Mabon (*solar holiday celebrated on the autumn equinox) altar. On this holiday we always went pretty small, just because school typically began at the same time, and no one quite wanted to expend the effort. I still liked the feeling of fall though, and I really liked the food. If only that same balance of light and dark that the universe found in the equinox would find its way to me. I was feeling very dark and twisty. Like, actually twisty. I thought I might throw up.
I'd managed to save two pieces of Rose's chocolate cake, and
