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I still don’t think the curse is a good thing, though Nothing that can take a lifelong friendship and turn it on its head is a good thing It’s a very, very bad thing It’s insidious, like a silent fart creeping through the room I do not like or trust silent farts Silent farts are no one’s friend

I rest my case I need to find a way to break this silent fart of a curse

CHAPTER 7

Elodie

I’ slowly down on the roof of the roo and L-shaped, so there are no roo raindrops unfettered access to play a steady symphony, where it played for the rest of the day after our talk by the pool I think both of us were going stir crazy, so we both went to bed early, the baggage wall between us

Except it’s not there now

And so on

There’s sos There’s also so blissfully warainst ainst my butt

I blink slowly, but the room is still dark I went to bed too early, and now it’s probably the ht I try and wriggle over a few inches so I can crank hed down by…heavy liht, but this isn’t hi paws, and there are no doggy breaths blowing in my ear

My left arertips I feel…other fingertips, a hand, the smoothest, warmest skin, and little bu raised…a vein I keep running le bit of the hand, up to the wrist, past it, to the forear three of them now to map out the arm

So else happens when I realize what exactly is pressed into , wild ache starts in the pit of my stomach, and it makes me realize how empty I a