Chapter One Hyacinth, a young eleven-year-old teenager who preferred the name Cynthi, stroked her loving cat Moon and sighed. Across the room, behind a screen that made up a sort of wall, her twin brother John grumbled about how Mom wouldn't buy him a dog. Cut into the screen, a door-sized opening covered by a thin, ratty old purple blanket made a makeshift door. Hyacinth could hear her three-year-old sister Lillith yelling "Daddy! Daddy! Give me a hug!" and their mother's friend and employee, Stan, shouting "I'M NOT YOUR DAD! AAAGH! LEAVE ME ALONE YOU CRAZY BABY!" Hyacinth chuckled, imagining the scene. It was early morning, about six-thirty, and the day started like it had been ever since Lillith had been six months old. Even when she was six months old, she had managed to wriggle her way out of her baby-safe bed, open the door to the room she shared with two-year-old Katelyn, move past the small room that belonged to Anna and her hamster Le...
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