“Some say the world will end in fire,” Kay quoted, smirking.
Frederica giggled. The fire spread over her hand until she wore it like a glove. Angela did the same and the two of them high-fived, sending sparks into the air.
“Pretty badass, huh?” Angela said.
“Totally,” Frederica said.
Silverware clattered as Josephine stood abruptly and backed away from the table. Angela and Frederica extinguished their flames.
“What’s wrong?” Angela asked.
“I need some air,” Josephine replied.
She turned and headed for the door.
“Wait,” Angela said, rising. “You can’t just—”
Frederica put her hand on Angela’s arm.
“Let me,” she said.
She got up and followed Josephine. Angela turned to Kay.
“What was that about?” she asked.
“Don’t look at me,” he replied. “You have more experience being a thirteen-year-old girl than I do.”
“I was never like that, though, was I?” Angela asked.
“Oh, you were so much worse,” he said with a wink.
The candle in front of her sparked in his direction. He grinned. Angela glanced at the door.
“Are you sure it’s a good idea to leave them alone out there?” she asked.
“I’d be more worried for anyone who tried to mess with them,” he replied.
“Fair enough,” she said, chuckling.
After a few minutes, the twins came back into the room and returned to their seats. They didn’t say anything for a while, just stared down at the table.
“Everything okay?” Angela asked.
“Yeah,” Frederica said. “We’re good now.”
Josephine nodded. The door to the kitchen opened and Cole stepped out carrying four plates. He placed a veggie stir fry in front of Frederica and steak in front of everyone else.