She smiled, but it wasn’t a happy expression. “Burned that bridge. But I’m sixteen now, I can get a job somewhere, start making a real difference with my power.”
I guess sixteen is the age limit on those rules and regulations, in spite of the Wards’ limit being eighteen.
Also apparently Amy’s birthday is in the latter half of the year. Marquis, when given the year but not a date, thought she’d be seventeen, which suggests she hasn’t had her birthday yet this year.
“And the last thing you’ll do for your family is this? Hypnotizing your sister when she’s already mad at you for assaulting her and fucking with her head?” Tattletale asked.
Right. Probably not the best parting gift.
“The last thing I’m going to do is fix her.”
Yes, good.
“A means to an end.” I stepped forward a little. “Trust me when I say I’ve been down that road. I don’t recommend it.”
Hm? I’m not sure what Taylor is talking about here.
“You don’t understand.”
“Wasn’t it only a little while ago that you admitted you couldn’t figure out what you needed to do to put things right? You asked me to make the call.”
Oh yeah. Is that still standing?
“Because you had the experience in making calls on morality in dangerous situations, situations where I can’t even think straight,” Amy said.
…you know things have changed between them when Amy defers to Taylor for calls on morality.
Her voice hardened a little, “But I have the impression that you don’t have that same expertise when it comes to family.”
Oof. That’s gonna sting.
Hey, I wonder how Danny’s doing.
I thought of my dad, and it sat heavily enough in my mind’s eye that I couldn’t formulate a response.
Grue formulated one for me. “You’re one to talk.”
Yeeah.
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