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“Or,” Chloe said, “you could just…talkto her.”
“Ican’t.” But Tommy’s gaze was locked on Philippa.
“Of course you can,” Chloe said. “You’re a Wynchester, and Wynchesters can do anything.”
Tommy took a nervous breath. “Even this?”
“Even this,” Chloe promised. “Just do three impossible things: walk over to her, introduce yourself, and smile. It could mark the beginning of a wonderful adventure.”
Tommy straightened her shoulders. “No Wynchester can resist adventure.”
“That’s right.” Chloe let go of her sister’s arm.
“Wish me luck,” Tommy whispered.
Then she straightened her wig and strode toward Philippa.
