Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Winter
Present
“Where are you taking me tonight?” I asked, leading Isabella
and Jade up to my room, so I could finish getting ready.
“It’s a surprise.”
“I’m blind,” I shot back, heading to my closet and running
my fingertips over the braille on the markers to find the black
shirts. “Broken glass on a floor can be a surprise for me. I’m
not game unless you get specific.”
“It’s Halloween-y,” Jade offered.
But Isa hurried to shut her up. “Shhh…”
GGreat. It was almost Halloween—and worse, Devil’s Night
—but my house already felt like a Fear Fest. I wasn’t in the
mood.
And I wasn’t sure I’d be allowed to leave.
“You need a girls’ night,” Jade chimed in again.
“Especially with that freak show sleeping right down the hall.
Let’s have some fun.”
I forced a small laugh, Damon immediately coming to
mind, but I knew she meant my sister. All the dancers at the
studio I grew up with—including Isabella and Jade—had