This is a new work-in-progress. Just a snippet to whet your appetite: enjoy!
I first met Raine Holloway in the basement laundry room of our Cole Street apartment building. She had her dark brunette hair tied back with a thick, purple hank of yarn that didn’t quite match her blouse and was wearing a horrible pale lipstick. Revlon’s Silver City Pink, a color that really only looks good on the sisters; against Raine’s pale skin, it was almost sickly. Fashionable, but sickly.