Thirtyfirst Stories

My name is Casey. Casey Probus. I'm 17 years old, and I live with my Aunt Stacy. She's fucking loaded. But don't mistake this for some rich girl fairytale. No, all I have is what I brought with me when my parents died, last Halloween. I have a certain ability, one that I only just discovered that same day. Its a dangerous one. One my Aunt is trying desperately to prove. One that could be the death of me.