Sam Saves the Night by Shari Simpson

Author:Shari Simpson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Disney Book Group
Published: 2019-09-30T16:00:00+00:00

UNFORTUNATELY, BY THE TIME SAM was a soul hovering in front of the enemy’s abode that night, she wasn’t quite as fired up.

There were a number of reasons for the drop in her enthusiasm level. One was her conversation with Kyra, or lack thereof, when the Dreams showed up. Kyra was still wearing her red flannel pajamas, but even the bright color didn’t stop her from blending into the tribe, much more so than the night before. And when Sam tried to talk to her, Kyra didn’t have much to say. Or anything, really; she just slid farther and farther into the mass of bodies until Sam almost couldn’t make out her shape. And when Sam tried to peer in, Bree played gatekeeper with a most unfriendly beige smile.

Another thing that cooled Sam’s avengement rage was the discovery of Madalynn’s plan for the evening.

Queen Dream, tonight decked out in a vivid purple chemise with matching marabou mule slippers, put her arm around a short boy whose bucktoothed face was freckled with zit cream. “Meet our new Prank pal, who’s going to help us out tonight. Arthur, this is Sam. Sam, Arthur.”

“S’up?” Arthur whispered, scratching his head, which was immediately almost obscured in a glitter bomb of soul dandruff.

“Help us with what exactly?” Sam asked, trying not to sound as apprehensive as she felt.

Madalynn smiled and held out her manicured mitt, in which rested a container of plastic wrap and a roll of tape. “Who’s going to be the Snoozing Loser tonight?” she purred.

Sam stared at the items, confused. “But—”

“But what?”

“When I texted you…” Sam was trying to make sense to Madalynn, but she was also trying to sort out in her own head why she was having to state the obvious. “I told you how mean that prank would be. That’s why I was so upset. Because it’s, like, really… mean.”

Madalynn looked at her curiously, like Sam was speaking a foreign language. “You’re still not understanding ‘recompense,’ are you, Sleep Sis?”

Sam’s mist stomach dropped to her floaty feet. This time she was hearing that word differently; this time she heard wreck-ompense.

“Oh, I get it! You’re worried because she didn’t actually do it to you,” Madalynn continued.

“No, I—”

“Just ’cause she didn’t do it don’t mean she didn’t wanna do it.” Bree had lumbered into their conversation and was now staring Sam down with her freakily colorless eyes. “It’s the same. Don’t matter who did what first. Backward and forward, it’s the same, and deserves the same.” Sam was struck once again by how very vibrant was the venom of this virtually vanishing girl.

Madalynn obviously thought everything was settled, because she motioned for Sam to put her hand out for the goods. Feeling helpless, Sam complied, but the tape swished through her skin, hit the ground, and bounced away, striking the side of Jaida’s dark house with a sad little thwunk.

“Sorry,” Sam mumbled.

Madalynn sighed deeply, conveying all the angsty responsibility of being a highly attractive mentor to a deeply dull apprentice. “Don’t stress it!” she said perkily, then turned to Arthur.

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