Hullo, everyone! I’m here with another part of Twinepathy! Have you been enjoying it? I hope you have, ’cause things are about to get crazier… New? Start here.
Brooklyn stares at the fake volleyball like she’s expecting it to explode, and Madison backs away carefully. Nothing happens. I sigh. “Well, that’s disappointing.”
Brooklyn glares at me. “That’s fortunate! What if something had happened, and it blew up or sprayed acid or something?”
I tilt my head. “You need to read more books. Things don’t happen that way. If it was a bomb, it would have had a countdown clock on it, of course.”
She narrows her eyes. “You’re teasing me. Listen, Albany, this isn’t one of those dumb novels. There’s no guarantee that things will turn out right no matter what.”
You’re forgetting about little Maddie, I remind her telepathically. Lighten up a bit. Sure, I know how high the stakes could be, but to be honest, all we have is… well, a little girl with amnesia and a strange ball with a button on it. That doesn’t really seem all that dangerous to me.
Brooklyn sighs. “Would you like some more water, Madison?” she asks.
Madison nods. “Yes, please.” Why does she have to be so adorable? It makes me want to give her whatever she asks for.
Brooklyn goes to the kitchen, and I get Maddie to sit down on the couch next to me. “So you don’t remember this at all?” I ask, holding up the ball.
She shakes her head, then pauses. “Well…”
I lean forward. “What? Are you remembering something?”
Maddie frowns. “Not… not remembering exactly. But I keep getting the urge to do something, like…” Her frown deepens. “Something with my hands. It doesn’t have anything to do with that.” She motions toward the ball.
Now I’m frowning. “What do you mean?”
She shrugs helplessly. “I don’t know. I just… I just can’t remember what it is.” Her little fists clench. “And I don’t want to try it in case… something bad happens.”
I pat her shoulder awkwardly. “I know. We’ll figure it out, don’t worry.”
Brooklyn comes back into the room and hands Maddie a glass of water. “There you go.” She turns to me. “Albany, I—” Her eyes pop halfway out of her head as she stares over my shoulder.
I spin around instantly, expecting Mom and Dad, or Denver, or something else relatively… normal. Or even something absolutely terrible. But no. All I see is a cute guy I’ve never seen before, leaning against the doorframe, a mask covering most of his face. His fancy suit and cocky manner are almost jarring. He smirks at us and tosses a wink. “Hey, girls. What’s up?”
Whaaaat??? Who is this masked man? (*cough* Couldn’t resist…) What’s going to happen next? How did he even get there? Guess we’ll have to wait to find out…
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