Prologue
They're immune to the flare.
Use them.
I saw the world in hell, all before the age of five. I had parents who loved me. Dead. All that was left, well left sane, was my sister Deedee and I.
My name is July.
At least it used to be.
"It's weird, having to call you Teresa." I say to my sister, as we sit in the room we're sharing for the moment. They said once they get to know us one of us will get a different room.
"Well, think of it this way... We'll never have to think of these days. We will never have to be Deedee and July ever again." Teresa says, smiling at me, though it's strained. I know we're both smarter than the average five year olds. In this world you have to be.
"You're right. Goodnight, Sis."
"Goodnight, Sis."
Soon everything would change...
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