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Aphrodite Blackwell and her family moved to Beacon Hills with a sole purpose. And normally, where they go, death, chaos, destruction and distrust follows them. For most of her life, that was all Aphrodite knew, and her family were th...
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Chapter Forty-Three 🎭 Dreamcatchers 🎭
"Okay. Hands on the wheel at ten and two." Kira said as she, Aphrodite, Lydia and Malia sat in the car in the middle of an empty road trying to teach Malia how to drive. "Actually, the recommended position is now nine and three. At ten and two, a deployed airbag could break your thumbs." Lydia said and Malia looked at her, "Mine would heal."
"Just save your strength. And please try not to destroy your beautiful new car." Aphrodite said and Lydia nodded, "Nine and three." Lydia said as Aphrodite moved Malia's hands down a bit. Malia took a deep breath before turning the key and pressing down on the gas pedal.
"All right. Just ease into it. Good, good. Okay. There you go." Kira said, trying to be supportive, "Please shut up." Malia said and Kira nodded, "No problem. Shutting up." Kira said, making Aphrodite chuckle quietly. Malia drove for a few seconds before slowly starting to turn, "Uh, other way... Other way. Malia. Other way." Kira tried to say but Malia didn't listen as she started driving in the grass, "And this isn't the road." Aphrodite said.
