Inner Demons "Katrine, listen to me," Karrie hissed, desperate
to wake her sleeping twin, who had fur as grey as the sky she described. "You
don't have to be sorry. It wasn't your fault."
Normal "...Qually, what are you talking about?"
Rosie, his sister, asked him, putting down the book of paint samples she was
looking at. "It's summer! You don't have any homework."
