The one where she’d met Karn. She’d been so tired after her session with Amity that she’d wanted to go straight home to bed. But she’d forced herself to stop for takeout at the Chinese place in West Reading. She was a regular there and the teenage girl behind the counter smiled at her as she walked in. “Wow, you’re looking much better today.” Su handed her a menu over the counter, unabashedly checking out Perrin’s scars. “I guess you started the treatments with that medical atheist, huh?” Perrin stifled a laugh. Though her parents’ accents were hard to understand, Su spoke perfect English. But she was still an American teenager who hated school and would rather be at the mall shopping with her friends than working in a takeout restaurant. “She’s a medical aesthetician and yes, I did.” She reached self-consciously for her cheek then forced herself not to attempt to hide her scars.
