... barely make out the outlines of the Ping-Pong table in the center of the room The workroom to the right was brightly lit, so bright they had to blink and wait for their eyes to adjust Beams of white ... toward them, raising its tendrils as if beckoning to them, calling them back “Let’s just get out of here!” Margaret exclaimed All three of them were out of breath by the time they ran up the stairs ... cast by the hedges, she told her brother about their dad’s green blood and about the insect-filled dirt in his bed Casey stood open-mouthed, holding the glass of orange juice in front of him,...