too healthy?"
"We really wouldn't have to make that up," Jack said.
"Exactly, and while they're around Neferet, let's say Jack is thinking about nothing but how stressful it is to try to deal with a sad dog all the time. Damien's thinking about homework and how cute Jack's eyes are. And the twins are thinking about sneaking out for the end-of-season winter shoe sale at Saks, which is next week, by the way."
"No way! It starts already!" Shaunee said.
"I knew it. I knew it was going to be early this year. What with that stupid snowstorm we had, they have to increase sales, so it's thrown off the whole traditional sale schedule," Erin said.
"Tragic, Twin, just tragic," Shaunee said.
"See, if the geeks and freaks act as empty-headed as Neferet really, deep down, believes they are, she won't look farther," Aphrodite said.
"Do you really think Neferet believes we're empty-headed?" Damien said.
"Neferet consistently underestimates me. It makes sense that she underestimates you guys, too," I said.
"If that's true, we have a huge advantage," Damien said.
"Until she realizes her mistake," Aphrodite said.
"Well, let's hope that takes a while," I said. "Okay, I'm going to go find Shekinah. From here on out, I think we should all stick together as much as we can. I know Grandma said the Raven Mockers were just spirits, but I'm almost one hundred percent sure one of them attacked me yesterday--and it hurt. Plus, I have a generally creepy feeling about them. She also said they could harm old people who are close to death. Well, what if Kalona is getting stronger, and they're getting stronger, too? What if they can harm people not so old or not so close to death?"
"You're freaking me out," Jack said.
"Good," I said. "If you're scared, you'll be more careful."
"I don't want to be scared and sneaking around a morgue," Jack said. "Remember, he might be just sleeping," Damien said. He put his arm around Jack. "Let's take Duchess back to my room and figure out our whole persionary plan." He looked at Aphrodite. "You're coming with us, aren't you?"
She sighed. "You're going to use my cat."
It wasn't a question, but the two boys nodded and grinned.
"Well, then I'm coming with you. We'll leave Maleficent here until the deed is getting ready to be done."
"Definitely," Damien said.
I looked at the Twins. "I don't need to tell you guys to stick together, do I?"
"Nope," Erin said.
"Hey, what if we gather up some more stuff for smudge sticks," Shaunee said.
"Good idea. Smudging all of our rooms couldn't hurt," I said.
"Okey," Shaunee said.
"Dokey," Erin said.
"But wait on that," Jack said. "You guys might be able to help in our persionary action, too."
"You know Beelzebub isn't nice," Shaunee said.
Jack grinned and nodded. "Exactly why he's so perfect."
"Poor Duchess," Erin said.
"Hey, what are you gonna do, Z?" Jack asked.
"Go see Shekinah and ask about Grandma staying here." I glanced at my clock. "Actually, she should be here pretty soon."
"Okay, we all know what we're doing. So let's get to it," Damien said.
As we all headed out the door, Aphrodite hung back. "Hey, I'll meet you back here pretty soon. Looks like you and I will be sticking together for a while."
I smiled at her. "You got yourself into some crap this time, didn't you?"
She rolled her eyes, pulled a mirror out of her purse, and expertly reapplied her fake tattoo, and as I followed her out the door, I walked in a trail of her muttering, "Yeah . . . yeah . . . yeah . . . stupid red-eye-causing visions, dorky friends, ancient evil . . . I can hardly wait to see what's next . . ."
Chapter Twenty-five
Walking down the sidewalk that ran from the girls' dorm to the main school building, I decided that it wouldn't be smart to see Shekinah all tense and stressed out, so I took several deep cleansing breaths to calm myself, collect my thoughts, and told myself to relax and appreciate the beautiful, unseasonably warm night. Gaslights made pretty shadows against the winter trees and hedges, and there was a soft wind blowing the scent of cinnamon and earth from the fallen leaves that carpeted the grounds. Groups of kids walked back and forth between the buildings, mostly heading to the dorms or the near end of the school that held the cafeteria. They were talking and laughing together. Several of them called hellos to me, and many of them saluted me respectfully. Despite the problems facing me, I realized