Chapter 12
I didn't know how the other two reacted to this announcement. I couldn't take my eyes off of Zenobia Weekes’ silver-lit form to look.
"Sophie, I can see you share your mother's love of dance. There's such power in art, in beauty," Miss Zenobia said. Then her eyes moved from Sophie to Brianna. "Brianna. You've taken a different path from your mother's. A very different path. You're forging your own way. Impressive."
Then her eyes were on me, and I fought the urge to flinch away. The moonlight made her look ghostly, and the light reflecting off her eyes danced like little flames. "Amanda," she said, her voice so deeply sonorous it made my bones throb. "What can I say to you?"
She was silent for so long I was afraid she was waiting for me to say something, and I had no idea wha
