my world would be a burnt out cinder , everyone i knew , gone ; she thought . i pressed my fingers between my brows ; they were warm from the teacup , and the heat felt good on my skin . eric , i need to talk to you , said holly . my heart dropped even as i checked the little device he passed off to me . after twenty-seven years of living , shed finally figured out what she really wanted to do when she grew up . so i decided to focus on that . 