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”What do you mean by that?” Zab asked her son. “Mom, Massimo doesn’t have a demon. He is the demon. My demon just explained to me everything about me and Zari, and dad.” Zander told his mother. Zab doesn’t know what to feel about what her son told her. Then she took a deep breath and smiled at her children. “You can explain that some other time. Right now what is important is that your sister is awake.” She said and then she looked at Zari. “Are you hungry? I can send food up here in our apartment since I don’t want to overwhelm you.” She said and Zari nodded. “Okay. I’ll be right back.” Then their mother rushed out of Zari’s room. “She seems on edge,” Zari said. “She’s worried about dad,” Zander told her. Then silence followed his words. Zander felt tired, like all the stress he