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Authors: Cady Vance
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what’s this thing you needed to know about?”
She glanced at me before casting her eyes to the ground, kicking her boot against the snow. “It has nothing to do with your dad.”
“Okay.” I shrugged my jacket around my shoulders and blew hot air on my hands. “So, what does it have to do with?”
“It’s…” She trailed off. “Nothing.”
“Laura,” I said. “What’s going on?”
“It’s not important.” She let out a sigh. “Let’s just drop it, okay?”
Blinking, I stepped back. Laura had never kept anything from me before, and I couldn’t understand why she would now. I’d told her every secret of my life, and I thought she’d done the same with me. I twisted away so she wouldn’t see the tears building up in my eyes. If there was something she didn’t want to share, I wouldn’t try to force it out of her, but it still hurt that she felt she couldn’t tell me whatever it was she was hiding.
“Well, I’m glad you got your answer.” My keys jangled as I pulled them from my pocket. “I, on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky.”
“I don’t suppose that death warning is going to stop you from trying to find out what’s going on.”
“Of course not.” I unlocked my truck and yanked open the door, a fierce determination filling my chest. “One way or the other, I will find my answers.”
CHAPTER 7
D ialling Nathan’s number on the way to the cemetery, my knees jiggled and banged against the steering wheel as I thought about what Wanda had suggested. If she were right—and let’s face it, I couldn’t be more than about ten percent sure she would be—I’d find answers at some random grave on the hillside.
Not that this made any sense whatsoever.
Nathan picked up after fifty million rings, his voice heavy and rough. “Hey, Holls. I just heard from Jason. Why didn’t you call me?”
“I knew you were busy with your web comic,” I said.
Plus, I hadn’t wanted to drag Nathan into my shamanism again. Last time Seaport went to hell in a hand-basket, Anthony had knocked Nathan out and used his life as a bartering technique to get me to cooperate. I didn’t want to put him in danger again, especially not when he was mere days away from taking his online comic business to a whole new level.
“I want to be there for you, Holls.” His voice was soft. “You know that.”
“I do know that.” My neck twitched from where I’d jammed the phone between my ear and shoulder. “Which is precisely why I didn’t call you.”
“Are you heading home?” he asked. “I’ll stop by. Since your mom is gone, I could stay the night…”
I coughed. My face went hot, and I bit the insides of my cheeks to keep a grin from seizing control of my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Laura’s head swivel in my direction, as if she knew exactly what Nathan had said just by my flustered reaction.
“No, Laura and I are headed to the cemetery.” Flicking my blinker, I turned off the main drag and headed up the sloping hillside where the cemetery sat watching over the rest of the town.
“Say what now?” I could hear his frown through the line.
“It’s a long story that I’ll have to tell you later.” My foot eased off the gas as the stone church loomed before us, the snow-painted hillside beyond it peppered with graves. “Basically, Laura and I are going to see if we can get some answers about why my dad’s in town.”
“Your dad’s in town? Okay, that’s it. I’m coming there to meet you.”
“Nathan, I—”
“I’ve missed out on too much,” he said. “See you there in ten.”
The line clicked off. Frowning, I tossed my phone onto the dashboard. I was pretty sure Laura and I weren’t heading into anything we couldn’t handle, but that didn’t stop the wariness from creeping up my neck. I’d never forgive myself if Nathan got hurt again because of me.
“That didn’t go well?” Laura asked, plucking my phone from the rattling dashboard as I turned the
She glanced at me before casting her eyes to the ground, kicking her boot against the snow. “It has nothing to do with your dad.”
“Okay.” I shrugged my jacket around my shoulders and blew hot air on my hands. “So, what does it have to do with?”
“It’s…” She trailed off. “Nothing.”
“Laura,” I said. “What’s going on?”
“It’s not important.” She let out a sigh. “Let’s just drop it, okay?”
Blinking, I stepped back. Laura had never kept anything from me before, and I couldn’t understand why she would now. I’d told her every secret of my life, and I thought she’d done the same with me. I twisted away so she wouldn’t see the tears building up in my eyes. If there was something she didn’t want to share, I wouldn’t try to force it out of her, but it still hurt that she felt she couldn’t tell me whatever it was she was hiding.
“Well, I’m glad you got your answer.” My keys jangled as I pulled them from my pocket. “I, on the other hand, wasn’t so lucky.”
“I don’t suppose that death warning is going to stop you from trying to find out what’s going on.”
“Of course not.” I unlocked my truck and yanked open the door, a fierce determination filling my chest. “One way or the other, I will find my answers.”
CHAPTER 7
D ialling Nathan’s number on the way to the cemetery, my knees jiggled and banged against the steering wheel as I thought about what Wanda had suggested. If she were right—and let’s face it, I couldn’t be more than about ten percent sure she would be—I’d find answers at some random grave on the hillside.
Not that this made any sense whatsoever.
Nathan picked up after fifty million rings, his voice heavy and rough. “Hey, Holls. I just heard from Jason. Why didn’t you call me?”
“I knew you were busy with your web comic,” I said.
Plus, I hadn’t wanted to drag Nathan into my shamanism again. Last time Seaport went to hell in a hand-basket, Anthony had knocked Nathan out and used his life as a bartering technique to get me to cooperate. I didn’t want to put him in danger again, especially not when he was mere days away from taking his online comic business to a whole new level.
“I want to be there for you, Holls.” His voice was soft. “You know that.”
“I do know that.” My neck twitched from where I’d jammed the phone between my ear and shoulder. “Which is precisely why I didn’t call you.”
“Are you heading home?” he asked. “I’ll stop by. Since your mom is gone, I could stay the night…”
I coughed. My face went hot, and I bit the insides of my cheeks to keep a grin from seizing control of my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Laura’s head swivel in my direction, as if she knew exactly what Nathan had said just by my flustered reaction.
“No, Laura and I are headed to the cemetery.” Flicking my blinker, I turned off the main drag and headed up the sloping hillside where the cemetery sat watching over the rest of the town.
“Say what now?” I could hear his frown through the line.
“It’s a long story that I’ll have to tell you later.” My foot eased off the gas as the stone church loomed before us, the snow-painted hillside beyond it peppered with graves. “Basically, Laura and I are going to see if we can get some answers about why my dad’s in town.”
“Your dad’s in town? Okay, that’s it. I’m coming there to meet you.”
“Nathan, I—”
“I’ve missed out on too much,” he said. “See you there in ten.”
The line clicked off. Frowning, I tossed my phone onto the dashboard. I was pretty sure Laura and I weren’t heading into anything we couldn’t handle, but that didn’t stop the wariness from creeping up my neck. I’d never forgive myself if Nathan got hurt again because of me.
“That didn’t go well?” Laura asked, plucking my phone from the rattling dashboard as I turned the
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