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“No,” Clara said, though she had no voice left to speak the word. She mouthed it. No.

Tonight, the slip of paper said: Your voice. stepmother 5

Clara learned to run. She learned to steal. She learned that the thing in the master bedroom was not her stepmother at all—not entirely. Iris would sit by the window as the sun bled out over the hills, and her shadow would stretch the wrong way, growing fingers it should not have. “No,” Clara said, though she had no voice