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adjusting her dark red glasses. “What about the group home? Any concerns there?”
    I shake my head. “No. I’m nervous.” I shrug. “I don’t know what to expect. I’ve never been more than a five block radius away from here. How could I not be nervous? I can deal with nerves though. I’m ready to get out of here.”
    I hope she doesn’t take it the wrong way. After all, I’ll still see her for our sessions. I’m just done with being locked up in the psych ward. I’m ready to devour a hot dog, even if it is made with sewer rat meat. I’m ready to be normal, free.
    I breathe through my nose and glance over to the window. If only I could be a bird.
    Tiffany clears her throat. “Thank you for sharing. Zack?”
    A pencil drops, drawing my attention to Zack as he bends over to pick it up. A chill runs up my spine. He’s by far the hottest guy to ever grace this place, and his smile nearly brings me to my knees every time I see it.
    Elle backhands my arm.
    “Ow!”
    “Stop drooling,” she whispers. “Psychopath, remember?”
    Of course I remember, it’s the only thing that keeps me from falling for him. I roll my eyes and fold my arms. “Who else am I supposed to drool over? My doctor? Um, no!”
    “Your doctor’s a lot hotter than mine,” she says.
    Zack clears his throat. “Zack,” he says, turning his fingernails grey with graphite. “I’m really horney right now.”
    I can’t help the laugh that escapes. Elle pinches me.
    “Would you stop doing that? You’re going to give me a bruise.”
    “I’m just looking out for you,” she says.
    With her palms down, lowering them with a steady beat, Tiffany says, “Settle down. Settle down.”
    The new girls stop laughing and soliciting sexual offers, but they continue to stare at Zack, as if he’s a juicy steak. They must be experienced in that area. Heat doesn’t seem to rise to their cheeks the way it does to mine. I doubt they know Zack has little to no experience with girls. At least, I think he doesn’t. Would he ‘explore’ with cameras all around?
    I shield my cheek from him and Elle, before turning to the window.
    Minutes pass before Tiffany says, “That’ll be all for now.” Over by the door, she holds out an old coffee can I decorated in her office when I was eight. She learned quickly that giving me something to do helped move along our sessions. She was the first therapist I really opened up to.
    Zack slips a pencil under his long sleeve and tried to walk past her, undetected.
    “Zack?” she says with an authoritative voice.
    He lets out an exaggerated sigh, spins on his heel to face her, and says, “I’ve been really good. I’d be even better, if you’d let me keep just this one.”
    She folds one of her arms and stretches out the one with the pencil jar. “No.”
    Zack gives her the stink eye. “Fine!” He launches the pencil across the room “Go fetch!”, and stomps his way out.
    “Okay, maybe Elle’s right about him. A disappointed sigh escapes me. I deposit my pencil, and take a final look outside. No bird.
     
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    Spearwood Boys Volume One Excerpt

Ice
    Triton
     
    The pool, in the light of the moon, reminds me of a polished onyx stone. Like a black mirror, it shows only the bad within my soul. A part of me wishes it could show me the true answers to all the things that don’t make sense in my head. I wish it could show me the truth of who I am supposed to be, and who I’m supposed to follow. Then again, that would make life too easy, wouldn’t it?
    Kneeling down at the edge of the pool, I place my hand in the water and watch as it freezes with a thin coat of ice. I’m getting better at this technique; I no longer have to depend on frost breath, but this will be a secret all my own. No one else needs to know how powerful I was. A secret I can take to the grave.
    I strap two ten pound lead weights around my ankles and stand. I take