~~Sadie's PoV~~
I walk into the kitchen at breakfast time the next day and immediately everyone stops talking. Nothing like making me feel like more of an outsider than I already do, I think.
“Good morning, Sadie,” my aunt says, standing up and going to the counter. “What would you like for breakfast?”
I'm not really hungry. But I didn't eat supper last night and our lunch yesterday was interrupted by that crazy incident at the school, so I suppose I better eat something.
“Whatever you've got is fine,” I tell her. I don't want her going to any extra trouble.
“Hey, Sadie,” Aaron greets me as I sit down, looking a little sheepish. “I hear you know all about us now?”
I guess it definitely wasn't a dream. I didn't really think it was, but this just confirms it.
“I know a little,” I repl
