The Midnight Twins (Midnight Twins Novels)
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A beautiful and suspenseful tale by a master American novelist, The Midnight Twins tells the story of mirror twins born on either side of midnight. After a mysterious and nearly fatal fi re on their thirteenth birthday, Meredith and Mallory Brynn begin having visions: Mallory can see into the past, Meredith can see into the future. But it will take both of them to save their town from a great evil. That is, if their unique powers don?t destroy them fi rst.
and nodded. There was Gramps outside Uncle Kevin’s house, clutching his cell phone, his face streaked red and gray by the fire and shadow. Their mother, bending low, brushing their cheeks, flooding them with their mother’s smell—gardenia and rubbing alcohol. The sting of her tears on Mally’s face. Adam, his mouth opening in a dark, sucking, expanding cry. The night images were worse. First Merry, then Mally, cringed when a tiny black-haired girl in an old-fashioned high-necked dress appeared,
“There’s a little scarring, mostly on her palm, one long scar, like another lifeline. She grabbed a hot doorknob.” “But this is all good, Mal,” Eden said. “The fact that she has that scar means that we . . .” Mally began to cry, and once she did, the crying became sobbing, and the sobbing wouldn’t stop. Soon she was shaking, snot running out of her nose, sleet mixing with tears in her eyes. She felt like a fool. Eden reached over and put her arms around Mallory. “You poor little bit. Tell me.
passed out, like I did.” “She just said that about the dog. That Sunday Scavo’s dog got hit by a car. And then I saw him burying the dog. Very nicely! Not like a monster.” “Is there a nice way? You think?” “Come on,” Merry pleaded. “Wait,” Mallory whispered, gnawing the inside of her cheek, a habit Campbell constantly told her would end up giving her mouth cancer. “You saw David and the dog . . . but it had already happened.” “And?” “I saw David before it happened.” “So?” “MEREDITH! It’s
Mallory crawled to the door and straightened up enough to flip the deadbolt. Did the knob quiver as she flipped the lock? Did it turn? Was that the pressure of another person’s hand she felt on the other side when she tried the door to make sure it was locked? “Please, Mrs. Andersen,” Mally whispered. “Make them come quick.” “Where are your folks, Mallory?” “At the Belles Artes.” “You give me your mother’s pager number now. . . .” But as Mallory began to repeat the numbers, there came a huge
this. And you changed into Meredith’s clothes. I’m sure this all makes complete sense. Does he have a dog with him? Did you get dressed up for the dog?” “I don’t even see his car,” Mallory said, relaxing. “There probably wasn’t any reason to come. Let’s just wait five minutes.” She relaxed, laying her head on the headrest. Drew flicked on the radio and flicked off the headlights. The tap at the window was so soft she almost missed it. She opened her eyes. David Jellico’s face was next to