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What have we missed? September 7, August 27, In All Quiet on the Western Front, the entire movie symbolizes the tragic loss of youth at times of struggle. Still smiling at the thought of a million ants biting Cliff's pasty, dough-boy body, Amanda glanced around at the tourists who were thronging the New Orleans landmark even on this drab November day. The smell of warm chicory coffee and beignets floated from the Cafe Du Monde across the street, while cars zoomed past a few feet away. The clouds and the sky were an eerie gray that matched Amanda's dour mood. Most of the Jackson Square peddlers didn't bother setting up booths during the winter season, but her sister Selena considered her psychic stand as much a New Orleans treasure as the St.
Louis Cathedral behind them. And what a treasure Selena's stand was The cheap card table was disguised by a thick purple cloth their mother had sewn with "special" incantations known only to their family. Madam Selene, the Moon Mistress, as Selena was known, sat behind it wearing a flowing green suede skirt, purple knit sweater, and a large black and silver overcoat. Her sister's strange outfit was quite a contrast to Amanda's faded jeans, pink cable-knit sweater, and tan ski jacket.
But then, Amanda had always preferred to dress in an understated way.
Unlike her flamboyant family, she hated to stand out. I'm tired of wasting my time and energy on them. From now on, I'm going to focus all my attention on accounting. Are you sure you're not a changeling?
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I just wish my real family would come claim me before it's too late and some of the weirdness rubs off. Selena laughed at her while she set her tarot cards out in a game of psychic solitaire. But I'm thinking you need to branch out with your tastes. Stop going after these tie-wearing, ho-hum, cry-to-my-mama-'cause-I-have-no-life geeks. You, my baby sister, need a sexcapade with a man who can make your heart race.
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I'm talking truly reckless and wild. Selena shook her head. See, I'm the reckless and wild one who saves him from being boring. It's why we're perfect for each other. We balance. You have no balance. You and your boyfriends tip the scale way into Boredom City. They're reliable, and you don't have to worry about them having major testosterone moments. I'm a beta girl, all the way. Selena snorted as she played with her cards. Amanda scoffed. No, thanks. In spite of her words, Amanda really did like Grace Alexander.
Unlike Selena's usual crew of insane friends, Grace had always been grounded, and blessedly normal. Niklos started walking two days ago and now he's into everything.
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She'd always wanted a house full of kids, but at twenty-six her prospects appeared bleak. Especially since she couldn't find any man willing to procreate with a woman whose entire family was certifiable.
You could try —" "Big no, thanks! Remember, I'm the one who hates all this paranormal junk. I want a nice, normal, human male, not some demon. Believe me, I had my fill while living at home with the nine of you casting spells and doing all that hocus-pocus. I want normality in my life. She'd really thought Cliff was the one for her. A nice, quiet, average-looking data entry clerk, he had been just her cup of tea.
For the last six months, she had put off introducing him to them, knowing what would happen.
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But he had insisted and last night she had finally caved. Closing her eyes, Amanda winced at the memory of her twin sister, Tabitha, meeting him at the door all decked out in the Goth clothes she used for stalking the undead. The outfit came complete with a crossbow Tabitha just had to show him, and her entire collection of throwing stars.
It can cleave the head off a vampire at three hundred yards. If that wasn't bad enough, her mother and three of her older sisters had been conjuring a protection spell for Tabitha in the kitchen.
But the absolute worst had come when Cliff had mistakenly drunk from Tabitha's cup, which had been filled with her strength potion of curdled milk, Tabasco sauce, egg yolks, and tea leaves. Afterward, Cliff had driven her home. Can you imagine what would happen if some of that rubbed off? Leaning her head back, Amanda could still kill her family for the embarrassment. Was it too much for them to be normal for one dinner? Why, oh why, couldn't she have been born to a regular family where no one believed in ghosts, goblins, demons, and witches?
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How could her wonderfully normal father stand all their nonsense? He definitely deserved to be sainted for his patience. Well now, isn't this just peachy keen? What would happen next? Would a bus run her over? She loved her identical twin, but not at this moment. At this moment, she wished very vile things on Tabitha's head. Painful nasty things. As usual, Tabitha was dressed all in black. Black leather pants, turtleneck, and long black leather coat.
Her thick, wavy dark auburn hair was pulled into a long ponytail, and her pale blue eyes glowed. Tabitha's cheeks were flushed and she had a chipper step. Tabitha reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a scrap of paper, then placed it on the table in front of Selena. It's Greek, isn't it? Without answering the question, Selena set her cards aside, and looked the paper over. She frowned.