Epilogue:

Alone in their room, unable to go to camp this year and facing a separation from her sisters longer than any before (three weeks!) Grace hummed softly as she applied her make-up a new way, taking a few notes from Maebe's book (that skank.) A bit later she began wiping it off with a sigh, having realized (for nth time in her life) that what worked on a blonde white girl wasn't really going to work so well for her, but maybe...

Leaning forward she gazed into the mirror, face quizzical. There was something in her eye, a black fleck that...