Eidolon Avenue: The First Feast
But before that, before dad getting smooshed and mom freaking out and the big lady from the State, before the funeral and all those super-simple cheese sandwiches with Gran, before the beginning of the end on Eidolon, there was Miranda Jacobs.
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“You gonna cry, baby?” The little girl kicked her in the shin. “Huh? Gonna cry for us, baby?”
Umbra stood with her arms crossed over her chest, her head ducked. She could hear the silence all around her. No one was playing on the monkey bars or throwing the ball against the wall. No one was running or chasing or play fighting. Although she wouldn’t look, although she refused to look, she could feel everyone looking at her. Watching her.
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