"You can hear voices, and see things others cannot, am I correct?" Julie said, raising an annoyed eyebrow as she waited or a replay.Zebedee's greenish-gray eyes widened, then narrowed in suspicion. She clutched her book as though protecting it, and asked in a cold voice, "... Why?" She had reason to not trust Julie--after all, nothing but the spirits of the dead had spoken much to Zeb; she didn't know how to view human interactions, nor how to interact, herself.
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