movies and on Star Trek websites. He is a sci-fi geek. He thinks half the teachers in school are werewolves and zombies!â
âOkay, okay.â Destiny motioned for Livvy to lower her voice. âSit down. Iâm just saying he knows a lot of stuff. I donât know who else could help usâdo you?â
âWellâ¦â Livvy lowered her head, thinking. âMaybe Dr. Curtis? If it is a virus, he wouldââ
âNo way,â Destiny interrupted. âWe canât go to our family doctor. Heâd tell Dad.â
âOh. Youâre right.â
âAnd we canât tell Dad,â Destiny whispered, glancing to the stairs. âWe canât let him and Mikey know. Dad is still messed up over Mom. Itâs been six months, and heâs not getting any better. He seems really depressed. It scares me. He doesnât need any more bad news. I think it would just put him over the edge. And Mikeyâ¦â
âMikey has changed too,â Livvy said. âHe never used to be so skittish. This afternoon, a cat wandered into the yard, and Mikey ran into the house. He never was afraid of cats or dogs. It was sad to see him run away like that.â
âHe never used to spend so much time in his room,â Destiny said. âMikey is definitely very troubled. We have to be careful, Liv. We canât let Mikey know about us. We donât want to scare him.â
âScare him ?â Livvy whispered. â Iâm scared, Dee. Iâm really, really scared.â Her body seemed to crumple, her shoulders shook, and she began to sob.
Destiny wrapped her in a tight hug. âWeâll get back to normal, Liv,â she whispered. âWe wonât let it happen again. Weâll find a way. I know we will.â
But a terrifying thought lingered in her mind:
What if we donât?
What if we donât?
Chapter Eleven
Ariâs Frightening News
A s the morning sun began to rise, Destiny turned away from the light. My eyes, theyâre burning. My eyelids feel like theyâre on fire! Did the sun always shine so harshly into the room?
âLivvy, are you awake?â Destiny called in a low whisper. âDo you feel the sunlight? Do your eyes hurt?â
âYes. Whatâs with the light? Ow.â
âI donât know.â Destiny hurried to the window and shut the blinds. She squinted at the clock radio: six forty-five. âWe have to hurry outside, Liv. Before Dad and Mikey wake up.â
âHuh? What for?â
âThe rabbit. I tossed it somewhere in the front yard. We have to find it and hide it where they wonât find it.â
Livvy scrambled to her feet, pushing the long tangles of hair off her face. Her nightshirt clung to her body, wet with sweat. âWhat ahorrible night.â
âShhh. Just get dressed,â Destiny ordered. âWeâll hide the rabbit, then get back into bed.â
They pulled on shorts and T-shirts, then tiptoed barefoot down the stairs and through the house to the front door.
Careful not to make a sound, Destiny pulled open the front door. The morning air smelled fresh and sweet.
Livvy stepped out first and Destiny followed, squinting up at the bright orange sun rising over the trees. âOw. The sun is so bright.â
Shielding their eyes, they crossed to the side of the yard and began to search along the hedge. âThere it is.â Destiny saw it firstâthe dead rabbit, curled like a limp glove on the grass.
She glanced around frantically. âLetâs take it to the woods behind the backyard. No one ever goes there.â
They made their way across the lawn to the hedge. The rabbitâs eyes had sunken into its head. Its belly was ripped open. Dark, dried blood caked the gray fur.
âWe did this,â Livvy murmured.
Destiny felt her stomach tighten into a knot. âDonât talk. Letâs just get rid of it.â She took adeep breath. Then she bent