Chapter 60

Justin’s fingers slipped. The next shower of sparks went quite a bit taller than the previous, and redder.

Belle giggled more and slid out of her brother’s lap to dance in vanishing glitter, under falling living-room stars. Justin had gone pink and flustered; the hair displayed precious bashfulness. No wonder he kept it disguised; aside from the practical, it gave all those emotions away.

He didn’t keep it disguised around Kris. Not anymore.