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not the red, festering gash from yesterday afternoon.
Giving up on trying to sleep, I got up, brushed my teeth and put on my Sunday clothes: sweatpants and a t-shirt. Hey, if homework has to be done, I might as well be comfortable.
Meridian greeted me when I stepped into the bathroom. I gathered her up with my good hand and walked over to the perch I’d made for her in the corner, placing her on the highest branch.
Once I finished taking care of my morning routine, I plopped myself in front of my computer, cleared off a spot on my desk and opened my math book. Time to be a normal, teenage girl. Sighing with boredom, I glued my eyes to the book and did my best to tackle calculus, but it was very hard to focus when I had some new memories of Cade to fill my mind.
-Six-
Visit
The following week dragged by at a snail’s pace. Early Saturday morning I woke to a gray sky and Fergus standing outside my door. He hadn’t been hanging around as much, now that Meridian was almost full grown, so his presence only meant Cade lingered nearby. I cursed silently when I glanced at the clock. The glowing digits read eight in the morning.
I threw on some warm clothes and headed for the door. Fergus’ whine reminded me to go back and grab my bow and arrows, and to release Meridian for the day. I grinned when I shot her a glance, asleep on her corner perch. She would have insisted on being let out already if she’d been awake. Last Tuesday I’d crawled out of bed only to find her flying around the room like a crazed bat. Okay, maybe a bat was not the right comparison, not after what happened at the football game.
I freaked out at first, before realizing the creature was Meridian. So she’d finally learned how to fly and probably wanted outside. If my own intuition hadn’t told me as much, the strange tingling on the edge of my mind, followed by a sharp, internal voice crying OUT ! would have been a pretty significant clue.
The mind link startled me at first, but then I remembered what Cade had said to me about communicating with my spirit guide. I wondered if I could speak back to her, so that afternoon I stood on the small patio outside my door, closed my eyes and concentrated. I tried to summon the weird itchy sensation I’d noticed when she first spoke to me.
Meridian !
Nothing.
Meridian ! I tried again.
Just when I started feeling really foolish, she’d returned with a single thought. Up !
I turned my eyes skyward, grinning after finding her perched in one of the eucalyptus trees at the edge of our yard, tearing at some small animal she’d caught for lunch.
That had been four days ago, and now as I crossed the room to open the door, she shook her feathers out and flew from her perch, gliding across the room to land on my shoulder.
Morning , she sent to me.
Yes , I returned with a smile, lovely. Like Meridian .
She nibbled affectionately at my cheek as we stepped onto the equestrian trail. I practically ran into the swamp, tripping over the exposed root of a tree along the way. I barely missed impaling myself with one of my arrows. Meridian left my shoulder in a flurry of feathers and soft chirps for the safety of the sky.
By the time I reached the small meadow where Cade always waited for me, I was out of breath and in a bad mood. He stood there, patiently of course, with an amused look on his face.
“Tough morning?” he asked.
I grimaced at him and mumbled some answer about sleeping through my alarm clock. He insisted on examining my hand, which showed signs of healing. Ten minutes later we stood side by side, plunking arrows into the targets he’d set up before I arrived. Several weeks had gone by since my last practice, but, to my great relief, I hadn’t lost too much of the skill I’d gained over the summer.
After about an hour of me doing my best to hit the center of the target and Cade’s gentle coaxing, I was ready for a break. Cade
Giving up on trying to sleep, I got up, brushed my teeth and put on my Sunday clothes: sweatpants and a t-shirt. Hey, if homework has to be done, I might as well be comfortable.
Meridian greeted me when I stepped into the bathroom. I gathered her up with my good hand and walked over to the perch I’d made for her in the corner, placing her on the highest branch.
Once I finished taking care of my morning routine, I plopped myself in front of my computer, cleared off a spot on my desk and opened my math book. Time to be a normal, teenage girl. Sighing with boredom, I glued my eyes to the book and did my best to tackle calculus, but it was very hard to focus when I had some new memories of Cade to fill my mind.
-Six-
Visit
The following week dragged by at a snail’s pace. Early Saturday morning I woke to a gray sky and Fergus standing outside my door. He hadn’t been hanging around as much, now that Meridian was almost full grown, so his presence only meant Cade lingered nearby. I cursed silently when I glanced at the clock. The glowing digits read eight in the morning.
I threw on some warm clothes and headed for the door. Fergus’ whine reminded me to go back and grab my bow and arrows, and to release Meridian for the day. I grinned when I shot her a glance, asleep on her corner perch. She would have insisted on being let out already if she’d been awake. Last Tuesday I’d crawled out of bed only to find her flying around the room like a crazed bat. Okay, maybe a bat was not the right comparison, not after what happened at the football game.
I freaked out at first, before realizing the creature was Meridian. So she’d finally learned how to fly and probably wanted outside. If my own intuition hadn’t told me as much, the strange tingling on the edge of my mind, followed by a sharp, internal voice crying OUT ! would have been a pretty significant clue.
The mind link startled me at first, but then I remembered what Cade had said to me about communicating with my spirit guide. I wondered if I could speak back to her, so that afternoon I stood on the small patio outside my door, closed my eyes and concentrated. I tried to summon the weird itchy sensation I’d noticed when she first spoke to me.
Meridian !
Nothing.
Meridian ! I tried again.
Just when I started feeling really foolish, she’d returned with a single thought. Up !
I turned my eyes skyward, grinning after finding her perched in one of the eucalyptus trees at the edge of our yard, tearing at some small animal she’d caught for lunch.
That had been four days ago, and now as I crossed the room to open the door, she shook her feathers out and flew from her perch, gliding across the room to land on my shoulder.
Morning , she sent to me.
Yes , I returned with a smile, lovely. Like Meridian .
She nibbled affectionately at my cheek as we stepped onto the equestrian trail. I practically ran into the swamp, tripping over the exposed root of a tree along the way. I barely missed impaling myself with one of my arrows. Meridian left my shoulder in a flurry of feathers and soft chirps for the safety of the sky.
By the time I reached the small meadow where Cade always waited for me, I was out of breath and in a bad mood. He stood there, patiently of course, with an amused look on his face.
“Tough morning?” he asked.
I grimaced at him and mumbled some answer about sleeping through my alarm clock. He insisted on examining my hand, which showed signs of healing. Ten minutes later we stood side by side, plunking arrows into the targets he’d set up before I arrived. Several weeks had gone by since my last practice, but, to my great relief, I hadn’t lost too much of the skill I’d gained over the summer.
After about an hour of me doing my best to hit the center of the target and Cade’s gentle coaxing, I was ready for a break. Cade
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