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Chapter VIII “Hay kid, get up.” Stand above January with a flash light in hand was an old man with a baseball cap and gray bea..

Chapter IX “What’s your name?” The older lady sitting behind a desk opened up a file. “January Rossi.”..

Chapter X “I feel like crap.” January’s half sister, Celia, whined, “Today alone my professors gave me enough hom..

Chapter XI “Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you!” The crowd of faces at Olive Garden embarrassed her. After the meal..

Chapter XII Dr. Doffer smiled widely. “Mr. Carlson you just most meet the artist of your painting.” She waved towards January..

Chapter XIII “Janus, will you please put this on the table? Careful, it’s hot.” Lily huffed. She took the casserole fro..

Chapter XIV “What child is this, who lays on Mary’s lap, is sleeping…” Willow turned the dial down on the radio ..

Chapter XV Celia sat on the floor trying to wrap her present to Amadeo (their father) and Isabel (their step-mother). The silvery wrappi..

Chapter XVI January had seen Nonno and Nonna off when they left for the plane back to Chicago. This morning they only spoke in Engl..

Chapter XVI Part II January ran full speed out of the center and pushed though the protesters out side. It was the coldest day o..