The Menagerie (Menagerie (HarperCollins)) by Sutherland Tui T. & Sutherland Kari H

Author:Sutherland, Tui T. & Sutherland, Kari H. [Sutherland, Tui T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2013-03-20T00:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

“Zoe!” her mom gasped.

“Blue!” Melissa set down her fork and frowned at him. “We never, never talk about that in front of outsiders.”

Logan’s head was spinning. He felt confused and betrayed and also very wet. “You’re not serious,” he said to Blue. “You can’t really do that, can you? Wipe my memory—like in Men in Black?”

“A lot like that,” Blue said. “But with kraken ink instead of alien technology.”

“Blue!” Melissa stood up. “That is enough! Go to your room right now.”

“I will, but I’m taking Logan with me,” Blue said. “Come on, I’ll lend you some dry pants.” He stood up, giving Zoe a challenging look. She buried her face in her hands.

“It’s all right, Melissa,” Mr. Kahn said. “Zoe. This is serious.”

Logan didn’t know what to say as he followed Blue through the kitchen to the wide staircase in the front hall. His sneakers squished and his pants stuck to his legs. “This place seems determined to ruin my clothes,” he tried to joke.

“My advice,” Blue said, “is, don’t drink anything but water while you’re here. If someone puts kraken ink in it, it’ll turn purple.” He paused thoughtfully, then added, “So, you know, don’t drink any purple water.” He was carrying the bowl of cucumbers he and Melissa had picked out of their salads.

“Why would Zoe do that to me?” Logan said. He stopped at the top of the stairs, clenching and unclenching his fists. Anger was starting to build in his chest. He hadn’t done anything to betray their trust. He’d helped as much as he possibly could. He’d brought Squorp back instead of keeping him. He’d given Clink his mother’s bracelet, for crying out loud.

“It’s what we always do,” Blue said. “It’s Menagerie policy. But you’re different, I think.” He shook his hair out of his eyes and checked one of the small video screens that hung at eye level all the way along the hall, where family photos might be in any other house. The only thing Logan could see on the screen was a large, dark blob with small bubbles blipping out of it; underneath the screen was a printed label that said KRAKEN MONITORING SYSTEM. Blue nodded in satisfaction, opened the door next to the screen, and beckoned Logan after him.

Blue’s room was both totally normal and weirdly Blue at the same time. The walls were painted a muted aqua color, and the carpet was shaggy and dark green like seaweed. Brightly colored glass fish hung from the ceiling like model airplanes. On the wall above the bed was a poster of Michael Phelps swimming, with water flying out around him. The opposite wall held a bulletin board crammed with deep-sea photographs of underwater life, which Logan realized Blue had probably taken himself. A few more photos were hung around the walls in plain black frames with labels on them such as MADAGASCAR and GREAT BARRIER REEF.

Bubbles and small white sea horses drifted across the computer monitor on the desk. The Crucible was stacked on top of a couple of books about Thomas Jefferson.

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