Genre: YA urban fantasy
'"Dude, you shouldn't waste time on that crap."
I opened my eyes. A guy with floppy blonde hair and lime green eyes stood in the doorway, his arms folded.
"Edgar," I stood up, a grin spreading across my face.
He smiled slowly, grabbed me in a one-armed hug, and said, "Hey, bro. Good to be back."
"Right. You hate Montana."
"Not in the summer. It's just the winters that totally suck. Too cold."
I laughed. "Sure they do." We didn't actually feel temperature. We couldn't feel anything. I sighed and wished for sleep, something that would never come. "You got out of Lock Down?" I asked, pushing the thoughts of sleep away.
"Yeah. I hate babysitting criminals. This will be a much better assignment."
He was right. Working in the Shadow prison would be worse than babysitting humans—or your older sister.
Edgar sank down onto the couch next to me. "Diane said you were hiding out down here. Reliving your transformation again?"
Edgar knew me too well. He'd been around for most of my depressive episodes. He was usually the only one who could pull me out of them.
"Seriously, man. You found a Mirror! You're closer than you've ever been."
I nodded, the words choked in my throat.
"Don't tell me this is about your dad."
I glared at him. Edgar had distanced himself from his father's crime ring three centuries ago. So we shared the whole horrible-father thing. Except Edgar thought my dad was just wonderful.