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changing eye color, she remembered Miranda’s disappearing toad. No. She refused to let herself start to …
    “That’s right, Jonathon,” Holiday said. “They exist. And yes, you were turned last week.”
    “I knew they weren’t just dreams,” said the other girl. “The wolf I dreamed of. It was real.”
    Holiday nodded.
    “No.” Kylie held up her hand and shook her head so hard that blond hair brushed back and forth across her face. “I’m not going to believe this.”
    Holiday met Kylie’s gaze. “I’m not surprised that it’s you, Kylie, who finds this the hardest to believe.”
    “What am I?” blurted out the other sandy-haired girl.
    What am I? The girl’s question vibrated in Kylie’s head. Not that she had the least bit of desire to ask it herself. She didn’t believe in this crap. I do not believe.
    Holiday smiled at the girl and gave her a soft accepting look. “Your birth mother was fairy. You have healing gifts. And I know you have suspected this.”
    The girl’s eyes widened with what appeared to be relief. “I healed my little sister, didn’t I? My parents thought I was crazy,” she said. “But I knew I’d done it. I felt it when it happened.”
    Holiday gazed at her with sympathy. “That is sometimes the hardest part of this. Knowing what we know and not being able to share it with others. But very few ordinary humans can accept us for who we are. This is part of the reason you are here—to learn how to deal with your gifts and how to live in a normal world.”
    Kylie’s mind raced. She recalled the strange things that had been happening—the return of her night terrors and … Soldier Dude, the stalker that only Kylie seemed able to see. Panic started to unravel her logic. She closed her eyes and desperately tried to wake herself up. It had to be a dream.
    “Kylie?” Holiday’s voice had her opening her eyes. “I know this is hard for you to accept.”
    “It isn’t just hard. It’s impossible. I don’t believe—”
    “But you are scared to ask, aren’t you? Scared to ask the reasons you are here, because deep down, you know you belong here.”
    I know that neither my mom or dad want me. That’s why I’m here. “I shouldn’t be here,” Kylie snapped. “I haven’t been having dreams of wolves. I have night terrors. I’m hardly able to remember my dreams. I haven’t been bitten by a bat, and I haven’t healed anyone.”
    “Vampires and werewolves are not the only supernaturals that exist.” Holiday paused and then pressed her palms together in front of her. “What do you want, Kylie? Proof?”

Chapter Seven
    “Yeah, proof would be good,” Kylie said, unable to keep the sarcasm from her voice. “But now you are going to tell me that you can’t give me that, right? You’re going to tell me some little speech about how I have to believe in it anyway, right?”
    “No, actually, I planned on giving you the proof.” Holiday’s voice held an odd kind of calm that made Kylie take a deep breath. It also scared the bejeebies out of her. What if Holiday was telling the truth? What if … Kylie recalled how cold the pale girl was on the bus. No way. She was not going to believe in this. Vampires and werewolves existed in fiction, not in real life.
    The woman pulled a cell phone from her jeans and made a call. “Can you send Perry into the office classroom? Thanks.”
    She placed the cell back in her pocket. “Now, all of you are welcome to stay and see this. Or if you’d like to go on out, each of you have a mentor waiting out front. They are here to answer your questions.”
    Kylie watched them look among themselves and they all agreed to stay. It made her feel better knowing she wasn’t the only one having doubts about any of this.
    After a few minutes, long minutes during which silence penetrated the room like a fog, she heard the sound of footsteps in the front of the cabin. The door opened, and the blond boy from her bus, the one with weird eyes,