Chapter 101

Aria's POV

Kira's first week of school produced seven new entries in her question notebook.

I knew this because she told me, not because I'd looked. She kept the notebook private in the way she kept all her working documents private — not secretively, but with the dignity of someone who understood the difference between work in progress and work ready to share. She'd show me when she was ready. She always did.

What she did share, each evening over dinner, were the day's significant events. Not everything — she'd developed a curator's instinct for what was worth telling. She described her teacher, a woman named Corsa, with...