"No."
"Did it come close to you?"
"No, I didn't even see any garlic," she answered, now frustrated.
"How about you?" my boyfriend asked Valentine.
"I'm fine," Valentine said.
"What are you talking about?" Stormy finally asked her brother.
"Billy said you ate garlic," Alexander told her.
"No - " she said. "And that was ages ago."
"What's that?" Billy asked, seeing Alexander's syringe in a plastic bag.
"Then what are you doing?" Alexander asked Stormy.
"Valentine's reading my blood," Stormy answered brightly. This was a power the youngest Maxwell possessed. By pressing on someone's vein, he was able to read their soul and innermost thoughts and feelings.
"I'm next," Billy offered.
"Billy spaou?"sent us a text," Alexander said. "I thought you were eating garlic."
"I told you I didn't. We were playing a game," Stormy said.
"We were playing truth or dare," Billy said. "And Henry dared Stormy to eat a clove of garlic. Then she freaked out and ran up here."
"Don't you know you are supposed to take the 'truth' and not the 'dare'?" I asked Stormy.
"She locked herself inside until we promised we weren't going to make her," he continued.
"So what's so wrong?" Henry asked. "She dared me to eat a jalapeno. My eyes are still tearing." Stormy grinned mischievously.
"Stormy is allergic to garlic," I said.
"I knew Alexander was," Billy said. "But Stormy, too?"
They nodded.
"I didn't know that," Henry said apologetically.
"I know," Alexander said. "She could have just told you without freaking out."
"And so is Valentine?" Henry said.
"Yes," Alexander answered.
"That's odd. They aren't even related."
I breathed a huge sigh of relief.
"You didn't have to come over," Stormy said, embarrassed. "I handled this myself."
"Why didn't you answer your phone?" I yelled at my brother.
"It was on vibrate. I didn't hear it. It's downstairs."