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“For what?” Mars asked.

“Where’s the lock?” Mars asked.

Mars had all three.

“We’ve been waiting,” Lily said. Her eyes were the same as All Cat’s.

All Cat opened its mouth wide—wider than any earthly jaw—and from its throat came not a roar, but a duet. Lily Labeau’s honeyed alto and Rion King’s gravelly tenor, woven together like vines. The music lifted Mars off the pirogue, spun her once, and set her down on a streetcar track in 1997, where a woman in a sequined dress and a man with gold-ringed fingers sat holding hands, laughing at nothing. Searching for- lily labeau rion king in-All Cat...

Rion King smiled. “For someone lonely enough to hear us.”

Mars thought of her grandmother’s voice, already fading. She thought of the future she might never hold. And then she nodded. “For what

But on the floor, curled asleep, was a small black kitten with one green eye and one gold. It purred in a minor key.