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It was Hanna’s soon-to-be stepsister, Kate.
“Um, hi?” Aria said cautiously. Kate smiled smugly. Mike smiled even more smugly. He put his hand on
Kate’s thigh, and Kate let him. Aria frowned, wondering if her brain had been damaged from the dust in
her
new attic bedroom.
Heels clacked down the foyer, and Aria turned just in time to see Hanna enter. She wore a green silk
halterneck
dress with her decorated Time Capsule flag looped around her waist as a belt. She carried a box
wrapped in stork-printed paper. Aria was about to say hello, but Hanna wasn’t looking in her direction.
She
was staring at Kate. Her mouth tightened. “Oh.”
“Hi, Hanna!” Kate waved. “Glad you made it!”
“You weren’t invited,” Hanna blurted.
“Yes, I was.” Kate’s smile didn’t falter.
A muscle beneath Hanna’s right eye twitched. A bloom of red traveled from her neck to her cheeks. Aria
swiveled back and forth between the girls, feeling both confused and fascinated at the same time.
Meredith looked amused. “Mike, you brought two dates?”
“Hey, it’s a party,” Mike said, shrugging. “The more the merrier, right?”
“That’s what I say!” Kate crowed. When superthin Kate smiled a certain way, she reminded Aria of the
screeching gibbon on her National Geographic Animals of the World poster that still hung on her old
bedroom
door. Hanna was definitely the prettier of the two.
Hanna rolled her shoulders back, strutted over to Meredith, and stuck out her hand. “Hanna Marin. I’m
an
old friend of the family.” She proffered her gift to Meredith, and Meredith put it in the pile with the
other
things. Hanna glowered at Kate, then settled on the other side of Mike, squishing in so that their butts
shared a couch cushion.