The Bell in the Bedroom

Harper curled a fist around the thread at her wrist. “If it can move up, it can move out,” she said. “What if it gets into the roof. The maple. The street. The—”

“Stop,” Lila said, kind. “Your throat is not a freeway.”

“The house thinks we’ve agreed to dance,” Morgan said, furious at physics, furi...

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