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  1. Front Cover
  2. Letter from the Author
  3. Title Page
  4. Copyright
  5. Contents
  6. • One •
  7. • Two •
  8. • Three •
  9. • Four •
  10. • Five •
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  12. • Seven •
  13. • Eight •
  14. • Nine •
  15. • Ten •
  16. • Eleven •
  17. • Twelve •
  18. • Thirteen •
  19. • Fourteen •
  20. • Fifteen •
  21. • Sixteen •
  22. • Seventeen •
  23. • Eighteen •
  24. • Nineteen •
  25. • Twenty •
  26. • Twenty-One •
  27. • Twenty-Two •
  28. • Twenty-Three •
  29. • Twenty-Four •
  30. • Twenty-Five •
  31. • Twenty-Six •
  32. • Twenty-Seven •
  33. • Twenty-Eight •
  34. • Twenty-Nine •
  35. • Thirty •
  36. • Thirty-One •
  37. • Thirty-Two •
  38. • Thirty-Three •
  39. • Thirty-Four •
  40. • Thirty-Five •
  41. • Thirty-Six •
  42. • Thirty-Seven •
  43. • Thirty-Eight •
  44. • ∞ •
  45. • Thirty-Nine •
  46. • Forty •
  47. Epilogue
  48. Acknowledgments
  49. Excerpt from Be Dazzled
  50. One
  51. Two
  52. About the Author
  53. Back Cover

“So. Dean,” she grinned, looking between them. “You like diner food? ’Cuz we’ve got a little tradition, and I’m thinking you’re a part of it now.”

Epilogue

Halloween found Kane seated in Ursula’s kitchen, watching Elliot stare down a set of handwritten instructions splattered in grease.

“Is it asking me to sift four cups of flour? Or is it asking for four cups of sifted flour?”

“What’s it say?” Kane asked.

Elliot put his hands on his hips. Kane thought he looked very dashing in an apron, and he had said so multiple times. He had also suggested Elliot remove his shirt but there was only so much teasing Elliot would endure before he tricked you into thinking you were covered in leaches.

“It says four cups of flour, sifted.”

Kane smiled and shrugged. Elliot’s phone rang on the table, and Kane held it to his ear so he didn’t get it covered in flour.

“Hey, Urs.”

He listened, then glanced at the instructions. “It doesn’t say.” He listened again. “I don’t know, why? Is there a difference between ground and minced ginger?”

This must have been an outrageous thing to ask, because Ursula didn’t even answer before hanging up. Elliot looked even more confused, and Kane hoped he would start complaining again. Watching Elliot’s ceaseless attempts to impress Ursula was Kane’s most recent and favorite hobby.

Elliot rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck. “I will sift the flour, just in case.”

“Attaboy,” Kane said.

The next minute was filled with screams as Ursula’s two little brothers rumbled into the kitchen in full costume. Adeline and Sophia trailed behind them.

“Bang bang!”

“Vroom vrooom!”

Adeline made slow grabs at them and they ducked her, overcome with joy at the game of tag. “Run from the cootie queen!” Sophia bellowed. “Her cooties will eat right through your dreams! You’ll never sleep again!”

“Too soon,” grumbled Elliot.

One of the boys threw himself at Sophia, his hands thrust out bravely.

“You can’t!” he yelled. “My armor is magic! Kane said so!”

He was wearing a firefighter suit. They both were. They wanted to be their dad for Halloween.

Adeline lunged for them but sprang back, clutching her hand. “Ghastly little trolls!” she wailed. The boys screamed and ran from the room. The girls ran after them.

“I thought Sophia was helping them with their costumes?” Elliot said.

Kane laughed. “I’d say she’s doing a splendid job.”

The kitchen was thrown into shades of jade as Ursula and Dean appeared in the middle of it, toting paper shopping bags.

“Crisis averted,” Ursula said. She produced several canisters of bright Halloween decorations from one bag.

“We had to go to three separate stores,” Dean said wearily. “I said we should just go one town over, to the craft store, but Ursula said that would be extravagant.”