air in our small house was thick and still, smelling o

red with my twin sister, Molly. Her hands were clasped i

mons. "The Lord has spoken to me. For the next one hundred days, until your SAT exams are complete, th

to mine, sat up straight. "Of cour

cold dread was spreading through me. This

ceiling that looked like a crooked smile, the exact way th

ielle? Your sister understands. She is

r example. The SAT is a gift from the Lord. Worldly distractions will only crowd

ason, for a single hour of internet to unwind, for music to help m

t nodded slowly.

ce, but she recovered quickly, her expression softenin

her footsteps creak

a major essay because she was a social pariah, unable to function at school. She repaid me by blaming me for her failure, accusing me of "introducing

Reborn into the m

"You should show Mama more respect, Gabby.

the hypocrisy. Now, I just looked at her. I saw the lazi

ut of bed. "I' m go

replaced by confusion. "The

her off, my voice fl

dn' t look back. This time, there would be no empathy for Molly. No secr