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Chapter Seventy-Three
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“You so annoying, you know that?” I let my grandmother know while running out of breath. Her form inched forward and I was itching to slap her. I did have some fear for her because she was dangerous and unpredictable but I was going to put my fear for her aside and face her one on one. “Hermione! The pendant!” She demanded and I swallowed hard. Her voice was deep and husky, curtesy of the black smelly smoke. I moved away from her while she continued to inch forward. The stench released by the dark clouds was making me very dizzy to the point of losing my sight. I jumped to my feet when I had regained the energy I was stalling for, then pounced for the switch but again I had missed it. Her does one fight smoke? When it grabbed my ankles for the second time I had tried releasing myself from the iron grip but my hands just kept going through the smoke as if it wasn’t being held by anything. “Hermione. Why do you have to be as stubborn as your damn dead mother!” Mabel shrieked. I was th
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Lunch was a bit awkward and quiet. It felt like I was the elephant in the room while everyone communicated with their eyes, excluding me in their weird conversation. If it wasn’t the exchange of glances it was the clearing of the throat that got me feeling like jumping out of my skin. I knew the peculiar looks were directed at me, but it did not register in my mind that they were doing all of that because of how much I was stuffing my face. I wasn’t eating like a hog or anything, I just kept dishing, and eating and dishing and eating. It was not my intention to make everybody uncomfortable by eating like I had been starved, but I couldn’t help it. It had been ages since I’d eaten food this good, and Ma only ever took us out to eat at a restaurant once a year; on my birthday. But here it felt like every day was Ken’s birthday. What a luxury. “We will bury your mother on Monday.” Aunt Courtney abruptly announced over the light clicking of cutlery and crockery. It was probably not a go
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