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Authors: Terra Harmony
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long silence seemed
to last forever, all eyes just beyond the trees, seeking out the
tip of their red kayak. Another horn blast. This one put me on
edge. The energy in the atmosphere heightened as Elementals put
their powers at the ready.
I wanted to shout out to hold fire,
until we saw the whites of their eyes or something, but the truth
was I was a hair away from blasting down those trees myself so I
could see what was happening. Finally, Robert and Margie came
paddling upstream. Robert waived his arm, gesturing the rest of us
forward. They both looked excited.
"Susan, can you tell what it is from
here?" I asked as we put our oars back in the water.
She put her hand in the water, too.
"Something big."
"Care to be more specific?"
"Can't." She looked back at me. "Fill
Bee's lifejacket, just in case."
I looked down, it was nearly deflated.
Our stitching job wasn't holding the air very well.
"Careful, Kaitlyn – we don't want to
attract any unwanted attention," Alex said.
I rolled my eyes. I
was always attracting unwanted attention; it was inevitable. I used
energy to inflate the pants hanging around Bee's neck. She didn't
notice, still staring at the direction of the horn.
As we rounded the bend, the horn
sounded again and the source revealed itself. I craned my neck up
to see a large steamboat barreling down on us. Four stories high,
with black and gold steam columns and red, decorative trim; the
ship was straight out of the 1920's.
I blinked, then rubbed my
eyes.
"Row!" Alex shouted. "Row, row, row!"
Our convoy of canoes split down the middle as everyone scrambled to
get their oars in the water. Our canoe shot forward.
I looked back; everyone appeared to
make it out of the way in time.
"Sorry!" Someone from the top deck of
the steamboat shouted apologies. I gave them a dirty look, then did
the same to Robert, who was laughing.
Something else caught my eye as the
steamboat passed. Dragged alongside it was several large water
filters. "Look!" I shouted.
Susan turned, and a wide grin spread
across her face.
"Micah's been here," I
breathed.
They were exactly the same as we found
near Robert's camp.
"Let's pull in over there," I said,
pointing to a large, cemented area that sloped down into the water.
"We need to check it out."
The other boats followed our lead. As
Robert came closer, I resisted the urge to dump him in the water
again. Just barely. He was still laughing when they pulled ahead of
us. As soon as our canoe hit cement, Margie was there, pulling us
in.
"Sorry," she said, voice lowered. "I
had no idea that thing could pick up speed like that. I don't think
they heard my warning shouts."
I put Bee on my hip and took Margie's
extended hand for help out of the canoe.
"Are you guys okay after yesterday?"
she asked. "When I came up and saw you, but not Bee, my heart
skipped a beat. I went back under and almost got caught in the
undertow and I just got scared—"
"Margie, come help with the boat,"
Robert growled at her. Their kayak was completely out of the water.
What help he needed was beyond me.
She rolled her eyes and turned back to
me, smoothing out her hair. "I should've kept looking—"
"No," this time I interrupted her. "It
wasn't your fault; don't worry about it."
She nodded. "I'm glad everyone is ok.
Thank God for Susan."
"Margie!" Robert yelled
again.
"I'm coming." Margie squeezed my hand,
wiggled Bee's bare toes and walked away.
I turned, watching Susan pack a small
bag with Bee's toys, a change of clothes, and extra
food.
Yes , I thought. Thank God for Susan.
Susan and Alex both.
Chapter 13
The Spirit of Evansville
"Welcome aboard your ship," the
captain held out his hands in a grand gesture as we walked up the
gangplank. I paused in the middle of wiping grime from Bee's cheek
to look over my shoulder. There was only Alex – standing off to the
side with his arms crossed. The captain was, in fact, addressing
me.
"My…my ship?"
He smiled, nodding his head
to last forever, all eyes just beyond the trees, seeking out the
tip of their red kayak. Another horn blast. This one put me on
edge. The energy in the atmosphere heightened as Elementals put
their powers at the ready.
I wanted to shout out to hold fire,
until we saw the whites of their eyes or something, but the truth
was I was a hair away from blasting down those trees myself so I
could see what was happening. Finally, Robert and Margie came
paddling upstream. Robert waived his arm, gesturing the rest of us
forward. They both looked excited.
"Susan, can you tell what it is from
here?" I asked as we put our oars back in the water.
She put her hand in the water, too.
"Something big."
"Care to be more specific?"
"Can't." She looked back at me. "Fill
Bee's lifejacket, just in case."
I looked down, it was nearly deflated.
Our stitching job wasn't holding the air very well.
"Careful, Kaitlyn – we don't want to
attract any unwanted attention," Alex said.
I rolled my eyes. I
was always attracting unwanted attention; it was inevitable. I used
energy to inflate the pants hanging around Bee's neck. She didn't
notice, still staring at the direction of the horn.
As we rounded the bend, the horn
sounded again and the source revealed itself. I craned my neck up
to see a large steamboat barreling down on us. Four stories high,
with black and gold steam columns and red, decorative trim; the
ship was straight out of the 1920's.
I blinked, then rubbed my
eyes.
"Row!" Alex shouted. "Row, row, row!"
Our convoy of canoes split down the middle as everyone scrambled to
get their oars in the water. Our canoe shot forward.
I looked back; everyone appeared to
make it out of the way in time.
"Sorry!" Someone from the top deck of
the steamboat shouted apologies. I gave them a dirty look, then did
the same to Robert, who was laughing.
Something else caught my eye as the
steamboat passed. Dragged alongside it was several large water
filters. "Look!" I shouted.
Susan turned, and a wide grin spread
across her face.
"Micah's been here," I
breathed.
They were exactly the same as we found
near Robert's camp.
"Let's pull in over there," I said,
pointing to a large, cemented area that sloped down into the water.
"We need to check it out."
The other boats followed our lead. As
Robert came closer, I resisted the urge to dump him in the water
again. Just barely. He was still laughing when they pulled ahead of
us. As soon as our canoe hit cement, Margie was there, pulling us
in.
"Sorry," she said, voice lowered. "I
had no idea that thing could pick up speed like that. I don't think
they heard my warning shouts."
I put Bee on my hip and took Margie's
extended hand for help out of the canoe.
"Are you guys okay after yesterday?"
she asked. "When I came up and saw you, but not Bee, my heart
skipped a beat. I went back under and almost got caught in the
undertow and I just got scared—"
"Margie, come help with the boat,"
Robert growled at her. Their kayak was completely out of the water.
What help he needed was beyond me.
She rolled her eyes and turned back to
me, smoothing out her hair. "I should've kept looking—"
"No," this time I interrupted her. "It
wasn't your fault; don't worry about it."
She nodded. "I'm glad everyone is ok.
Thank God for Susan."
"Margie!" Robert yelled
again.
"I'm coming." Margie squeezed my hand,
wiggled Bee's bare toes and walked away.
I turned, watching Susan pack a small
bag with Bee's toys, a change of clothes, and extra
food.
Yes , I thought. Thank God for Susan.
Susan and Alex both.
Chapter 13
The Spirit of Evansville
"Welcome aboard your ship," the
captain held out his hands in a grand gesture as we walked up the
gangplank. I paused in the middle of wiping grime from Bee's cheek
to look over my shoulder. There was only Alex – standing off to the
side with his arms crossed. The captain was, in fact, addressing
me.
"My…my ship?"
He smiled, nodding his head
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