PSI-4 “He tried to kill us,” someone said. A male voice. Hyacinth glanced away from the floating bottle to investigate. But the improvised firebomb was…
PSI-3 The opaque gray shade in the basement doorway was displaying a message: PRIVACY, PLEASE, which Erik had seen on the locks of some of…
PSI-3 “Do you want your present now or after?” Sanaam said. She twisted out of his embrace and stood with her hands pressed against the…
PSI-4 Bird lessons had to be postponed for a few days. Magnificent had been practicing on her own time and it was harder to gain…
PSI-2 The streets were misty, but not rainy. Spring was like that in San Rosille, vacillating between wet and balmy like a romantic poem. Shall…
PSI-2 Erik had set up some of his toys in the dining room, in preparation for more playing with Maggie. He specifically added the ones…
PSI-2 Mordecai already looked worried, which Milo felt bad about. He should’ve done the cards faster, but there were a lot of people he needed…
PSI-4 “Is he hurt? Is he hurt?” “I don’t know,” Seth said. “Here. Here.” Mordecai was fluttering around him like a bird at a feeder…
PSI-2 “There are pigeons in the house, Magnificent.” Maggie groaned and threw the covers over her head, revealing her bare feet and muffling her voice,…
PSI-1 When Calliope learned Mordecai did not require that any of the four dozen eggs be reserved for this evening’s chocolate cake, she requested a…