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just different than you. He has a different
outlook on life.” I sounded so very mature and grown-up, I almost
didn’t recognize myself.
    “No, I don’t mean that. I mean he’s seriously
cursed. Like by a witch. Generations of his family have been
cursed.”
    “What makes you think that?”
    “His sister, Rose, told me about it and it
makes sense. Some weird stuff—”
    “His sister? The one who’s
schizophrenic?”
    “Yes, but she takes meds and she’s really
smart. The only reason she stays at the hospital is because she
chooses to stay there.”
    “What did she say the curse does?” I
asked.
    “I don’t know, but she said it would be bad
for me and I believe her. I’ve fallen down the stairs twice this
week and I slipped on the ice and hit my head yesterday. Three
times in one week, I fall just walking around? Nothing like that
has ever happened to me before.”
    Angelica had always been the type to want to
believe there was more to life than we could see. She could read
auras, which is a rare skill, but she had wanted more until she
found out about reapers. The curse just seemed to me like her
looking for trouble where none existed.
    “Is everything okay between you and
Bruce?”
    “Yes, everything’s great. I tried to ask him
about the curse, but he wouldn’t talk about it. I thought maybe… if
you tried?”
    “You want me to ask him? If he hasn’t told
you, I don’t see why he would tell me.” Bruce and I tolerated each
other, but we’d never be good friends. We’d probably never hang out
at all if it weren’t for Angelica.
    She looked down at the counter and picked at
a hangnail. “Um, yeah, I just think he might be more honest with
you. You know, since…”
    “He doesn’t really like me?”
    Her big, blue eyes widened and her bow-shaped
mouth bent in an uncharacteristic frown. “He likes you, Kelsey. I
just meant that you two seem to be able to be more honest with each
other for some reason.”
    “It’s okay. I’m not going to lose any sleep
over whether or not Bruce is a member of my fan club. I’ll talk to
him if you think it’ll help, but there’s no way he’s going to
believe I’m doing this on my own.”
    “I told him we’d all meet for dinner after
work at El Banditos. Just tell him I got held up by… um…”
    “I’m a terrible liar, and you know what
happens if I try to improvise.”
    She grimaced, which on her face was an
endearingly cute expression. “Right. Shit. Then just tell him the
truth, Kelsey, but promise him you won’t tell me what he says. You
don’t have to tell me. I just need to know there’s nothing to worry
about.”
     
    “I have to tell her,” I said to Bruce over
tacos.
    He frowned at me and shook his head. “It’s
silly. It’s nothing but coincidence and there’s no reason for her
to worry about it.”
    “She’s already worrying about it, and it
doesn’t sound silly to me. There’s a curse on your family stating
that anyone you love romantically will die an early death and your
father and grandfather both died before forty and you don’t think
you should take this seriously?”
    He shrugged. “It’s a coincidence. The curse
is a family myth. It’s not real.” He met my eyes and I saw his
features harden. “Don’t you think I would have left her a long time
ago if I thought it was real?”
    No. I really didn’t, because I was pretty
much an expert on ignoring reality to keep doing whatever it was I
wanted to be doing. Just like how I was out to dinner with Bruce
after I’d promised my dad I’d go straight home. Still, I knew
saying anything like that to Bruce would only make him angrier,
which would make him clam up and I needed to know more. “Of course
you would,” I said. “And I’m sure you’re right, but maybe it would
make Angelica feel better if you told her the story of the curse.
What is the story anyway?”
    He glared at me. Normally, Bruce had a kind,
laid-back demeanor, but around me, he was usually just