Twenty-Five: RowynThe house was actually quiet, which was weird in and of itself. When I was home alone, I usually had Tristen to look after, but Mom had taken him on a play date. I knew that “playdate” actually meant that she was shopping for my birthday present, but I appreciated that she still tried to make it a surprise. I was going to be seventeen in a matter of hours. I didn't even know why I was excited; I never really got overly crazy about my birthdays- I was not the kind of girl who insisted on a pony every year. I was hoping for a new deck I'd found at the bookstore in the “mystical” section (yes, really), especially because of the odd readings lately from my other cards. I breathed in the aloneness. It felt good. Reed and Rose and J-Swizzle would be over later, and that, plus w
