The Raven Spell (Conspiracy of Magic, #1)

by Luanne G. Smith

Leaning closer, she observed no deep-set grooves from a constant frown nor a wrinkled forehead from brows constantly pinched together in anger. Instead there were opposing parentheses at each corner of his mouth, perhaps made permanent from the effort of smiling and laughing.

opposite of me, lol

All she and Mary wanted was to be left alone, but to wear an air of strangeness in a crowd of sameness always found them out.