“Me and Sabrina used to share dreams,” ___ says into the night air. “It all started when we were kids. She’d just be there, in my dream. Or I’d be in hers, I don’t know. It happened for a while before either of us said anything in real life.”
Tracey
“The hungry will eat anything when they’re desperate. Greed isn’t the only thing that can sustain a wheetigo. They’ll sink their teeth into any type of sorrow. The lonely, the sick.”
Kokum Mary-Jane
Welcome home. My ears ring and the phone feels hot in my hand. Without a word, I turn the screen to ___. She squints at it. “Holy (s word), that’s her?”
*3 People for this one
Welcome home - Wheetigo Sabrina
"Holy (s word), that's her?" - Kassidy
The rest of it - Mackenzie
“No!” I yell suddenly. “We’re not wrong about the wheetigo. And we’re not going to the aunties and Mom.”
Mackenzie
“God, I just never stop letting her down, do I?” ___ rests her head against my shoulder. “I think graves are more for the living than the dead. So we have somewhere to visit them when we want to.” “Besides, you’re kind of getting your fill of Sabrina at the moment.” ___ smirks.
*3 People for this one
Mackenzie, Kassidy, Tracey
(in that order)