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"The Professor had a predicament that was difficult to explain. Three days ago, his hair changed from strands of red keratin to thin strips of red paper. Two days ago, his nails became fragile half-circles of cellophane. Professor Milton Horace could conceal these changes under a hat or in a pair of gloves, but these days, it tended to damage his new hair and nails. His hair became a pulpy-wadded mess under the waterfall of rain yesterday, and his nails had melted and curled inward as if his cell phone had overheated. They always grew back at an alarming rate in the same pristine way despite any prior damage that occurred. These changes were not painful, but they were irksome to hide. Each new transformation brought with it an anxiety that sat uncomfortably in his chest."
Amethyst can almost taste the salty beach air of Arestromer, but this dream seems ever more elusive at each checkpoint. They emerge unscathed but shaken. When a close family friend can't make it to Bell Whispers, hope seems lost in keeping what little is left of their family intact. Meanwhile, best friend Sasha twines together cornhusk dolls with Muse in a vain attempt to get more people to see their point of view in leaving what they now call the Lost Children alone. These young friends, split apart by circumstance, all find themselves caught up in a system they seem to have no power over. Whether they stay or leave or play within the system, the icy tendrils of constant pain, secrets, and parents who claim they know best constantly pull them back under. As the story unfolds, we learn more about the past and seemingly uncertain futures.
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