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the family cemetery set at the bottom of the hill from the mansion, dan thought it was kind of stupid. They had hired a hearse to carry Grace 100 yards down the driveway they could have put wheels on the coffin like they have on suitcases and that would have worked just as well. Summer storm clouds rumbled overhead. The family mansion look dark and gloomy on its hill like the Lord's Castle dan loved the place with its billion rooms and chimneys and stained glass windows. He loved the family graveyard. Even more. A dozen crumbling tombstones spread out across a green meadow ringed in trees right next to a little creek. Some of the stones were so old, the writing had faded away. Grace used to take a me and him down to the meadow on their weekend visits. Grace and Amy would spend the afternoon on a picnic blanket reading and talking while dan explored the graves in the woods and the creek stop that dan told himself, you're getting sentimental so many people Amy murmured as they walked down the driveway. You're not going to freak out, are you? Amy fiddled with the collar of her dress. I'm I'm not freaking out. I just, you hate crowds. He finished but you knew there'd be a crowd. They come every year each winter. As long as dan could remember. Grace had invited relatives from all over the world for a week long holiday. The mansion filled up with chinese cahill's and british cahill's and South African cahill's and Venezuelan cahill's. Most of them didn't even go by the name cahill but Grace assured him they were all related. She explained about cousins and second cousins and cousins three times removed until dan's brain started to hurt. Amy would usually go hide in the library with the cat. I know, she said, but I mean, look at them all. She had a point. About 400 people were gathering at the Gravesite. They just want a fortune dan, decided, dan. Well, it's true they had just joined the procession when dan suddenly got flipped upside down. Hey! He yelled. Look guys, a girl said we caught a rat dan wasn't in a good position to see, but he could make out the whole sisters, Madison and Reagan standing on either side of him, holding him by his ankles. The twins had matching purple running suits, blonde pigtails, and crooked smiles. There were only 11, same as Dan, but they had no trouble holding him, dan saw more purple suits running behind them. The rest of the whole family, they're Pitbull Arnold raised around their legs embarked. Let's fling him into the creek, Madison said. I want to bring them into the bushes. Reagan said. We never do my ideas. Their older brother, Hambleton laugh like an idiot next to him there. Dad Eisenhower holt! And their mom, mary todd grin like This was all good fun. Now, girls, Eisenhower said, We can't go flinging people at a funeral. This is a happy occasion. Amy dan called a little help here. Her face had gone pale, she mumbled. Drop dan sighed in exasperation. She's trying to say drop me, Madison and Reagan did on his head. Ow dan said, Madison. Amy protested. Yes, Madison mimicked. I think all those books are turning your brain to mush weirdo. If it had been anybody else dan would have hit back, but he knew better with the holts, even medicine and Reagan, the youngest, could cream him. The whole whole family was way too buff. They had meaty hands and thick necks and faces that looked like G I joe figures. Even the mom looked like she should be shaving and chewing on a cigar. I hope you losers. Took a good last look around the house, Madison said, you're not going to be invited back here anymore now that the old witch is dead roof, said all the Pit Bull dan looked around for Beatrice, but as usual she wasn't anywhere near them. She drifted off to talk to the other old people. Grace wasn't a witch dan said, and we're going to inherit this place. They're big brother Hamilton's laughed. Yeah, right. His hair was combed toward the middle, so it's stuck up like a shark fin, Wait till they either will runt. I'm gonna kick you out myself. Alright, team, the dad said, enough of this formation. The family lined up and started jogging toward the gravesite, knocking. Other relatives out of their way as Arnold snapped at everyone's heels. Is your head okay? Amy asked guiltily. They're nodded. He was a little annoyed. Amy hadn't helped him, but there was no point in complaining about it. She always got tongue tied around other people. Man, I hate the holts, We've got worse problems. Amy pointed toward the gravesite and dan's heart sank the cobra's, he muttered. Ian and Natalie cabra were standing by Grace's coffin, looking like perfect little angels as they talked to the preacher. They wore matching designer mourning outfits that come to play with their silky black hair and cinnamon colored skin. They could have been child supermodels. They won't try anything during the funeral, dan said hopefully they're just here for Grace's money like the rest of them, but they won't get it. Amy frowned, dan, Did you really believe what you said about us inheriting the mansion? Of course, you know, Grace like this best we spend more time with her than anybody. Amy's side, like dan was too young to understand which dan hated. Come on, she said, we might as well get this over with and together they wanted into the crowd