Starcrossed (Starcrossed 1)

anyway.

Helen pulled a shopping cart out of the stand and wheeled it into

the store. As she waved at a few kids from school who worked at

the registers, she started to hear the Furies whispering. She debated

running out . . . but everyone at school already thought she

was crazy. If she ran out of the grocery store now like she had seen

a ghost, there would be even more gossip.

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She made herself push the cart on, keeping her head down to

avoid seeing the Furies?but there was nothing she could do to

block out their voices. She would just have to move fast and get it

over with as quickly as possible. She allowed herself a moment of

self-pity for the injustice of her situation. She didn?t deserve to be

haunted like this. It wasn?t fair. Helen walked briskly through the

store, picking only the few things she would need to get through a

day or two of cooking. Her frantic thoughts were interrupted by

voices, real voices, coming from the next aisle over.

?She shouldn?t be here,? said a young, but strangely serious voice.

Helen guessed it was Cassandra?s.

?I know,? said a male voice, possibly Jason?s? ?We have to find a

way to get to her soon. I don?t think Luke can take it much longer.?

Helen froze. What did they mean, ?get to her?? She stood there

thinking in slow motion until she realized they were coming

around the end of the aisle. Trying to back up, she plowed into

someone standing right behind her. The wailing of the Furies grew

so loud it was painful.

She spun around and had to tilt her head almost all the way back

to find the face above the enormous male chest that confronted

her. Under golden curls, bright blue eyes drilled down into Helen?s.

It crossed her mind that he looked like a blond version of