His sister had sure been acting odd this morning. He had walked in on her. smelling the decorative soap in the bathroom. Not just taking a whiff--she had been cupping the lavender rosebuds in her hands and inhaling with her eyes closed. And he knew from experience that consuming three huge bowls of sweet cereal would lead to a serious stomachache. Kendra normally ate a smallish, healthy breakfast. Furthermore, what was with her comment about ditching? Even as a joke, that was out of character. 

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  "You know what I like to read? Love letters. Those are my favorites. "

  Kendra trembled with rage. He noticed her eyes flick to the bed. Seth tried not to smile. What was with her today? She was normally more clever than this. And less angry. 

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  Face contorted with rage, Kendra rushed at him. Seth was taller than his sister, but not by much, and he found himself staggering away from her, blocking ferocious punches. What was with her? She was aiming at his face with closed fists! They had often wrestled around when they were younger, but she had never gone after him like this.

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  "Why did you forget the combination to your locker?" Warren wondered.

  "What?"

  "I was watching you at school today. You had to go get help from the office to open your locker. Why?"

  "Why does anybody forget anything?" Kendra protested, her voice unsteady. "The numbers just slipped my mind."

Chapter 3