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sometimes-boyfriend-slash-friend that Dad doesn’t need to know about.”
    â€œThat sounds sketchy.”
    â€œYeah, well. We can’t all be saints, Elise.” Lucy yawns again, and looks longingly toward her room. “I’m going to bed. I’ll see you later?”
    â€œSure.” She starts to walk away when I’m suddenly struck with an intense worry. It’s not unusual for her to sneak out two nights in a row, and yet my stomach twists with a sharp anxiety. “Lucy,” I call. She glances back over her shoulder at me, raising her pierced eyebrow. “Be careful,” I say.
    My sister grins. “Why start now?” Then she turns and leaves my room.

CHAPTER 6
    M y father wakes me up early for my doctor’s appointment and tells me to ask Lucy to go with me because he has morning services. And since he’s the only pastor, he can’t exactly reschedule.
    I’m not looking forward to being poked and prodded, especially since I have a fear of needles, and of doctors in general. Side effect of watching my mother slowly die in a hospital, I guess.
    I wake up my sister and wait for her to get dressed. I’m only three sips into my glass of juice when I hear Lucy’s ballet flats tapping on the tile floor of the kitchen.
    â€œReady?” she asks, her hair spiked up in a stylish short Mohawk.
    â€œThat was fast,” I say, dumping the rest of my glass down the sink. “You’re leaving the house without makeup on?” I honestly can’t remember the last time that happened.
    â€œFigured I’d show off my natural beauty instead.”
    â€œModesty is such an attractive quality,” I say, and snatch my purse from the counter. It may be an overcast morning, but it’s still close to eighty degrees out, and she’s wearing a dark gray hoodie.
    â€œYou cold?” I ask.
    â€œIt’s that damn ice water in my veins. Keeps me cool in the summer.” She grins and then goes to the front door, motioning for me to walk out first.
    The doctor’s office is just on the outskirts of Thistle in a small adobe-style building. Lucy stays in the waiting room, flipping through an old copy of Family Circle when I head to the back. The doctor listens as I tell her about the hallucination, the memory. I’m not entirely sure she believes me, though. Instead she orders blood work and then checks over my arm, saying that the scratches don’t look infected and should heal up quickly.
    After a visit to the office lab, the doctor tells me my vitamin D is significantly low. The symptoms of that include weakness, fatigue, and tingling. That does cover a lot of what is wrong with me, but I think it’s too simple of an explanation. Even so, the doctor says we should rule it out before ordering a brain MRI, which just sounds frightening. I leave with a large-dose prescription in hand, and make Lucy stop by the pharmacy to fill it.
    As we’re waiting in the chairs at Walgreens for them to call my number, my sister checks her phone. “This is taking way too long,” she says, sounding impatient. I look sideways at her, unamused.
    â€œI had to get blood drawn. I think I’m the one who should be whining.”
    Lucy sighs. “Sorry. I just have to be somewhere.”
    â€œWhere? It’s nine a.m.?”
    â€œI’m meeting friends for coffee,” she says. “And I’m—” My sister pauses, closing her eyes as if she’s struck with pain. I reach out to touch her arm and she jumps. “Sorry,” she says. “I should probably see the doctor about my cramping. It’s been intense lately.”
    â€œI can see that. Have you told Dad? He’s worried about you.”
    She smiles softly. “I know he is. But like you, Elise, I’m not down for being a science experiment for doctors. You saw what they did to Mom. I don’t want anyone testing their theories on me.”
    I furrow