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Authors: Melissa Solis
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Suddenly I feel like I was just given a pop quiz disguised as a coloring page. Elijah shoves his hands into his coat pockets and leads us away from the crowd. Once we are on our own he faces me and holds a pensive gaze over his features before he finally speaks.
“ We have to see if the effect can be used through the digital world or if you only can influence people that are in your presence.”
“ I’m going to be on television?”
“ You’ll get a sound bite on the ten O’clock news,” he laughs out. I squeak out a shout of glee as I reach up on my tip toes and throw my arms around his neck. This is so awesome.
“ I’ve got to call Emily.” I dig my phone from my bag and tell her to keep an eye out for me tonight. She wonders how the heck someone let me speak at a tea party rally and I explain how I just sweet-talked my way up there.
Elijah doesn’t match my enthusiasm at all, in fact he seems a bit brooding on the drive home. The rain finally lets loose and falls in sheets over his car. The wipers are going as fast as they can muster, though back in 1969, I don’t think the speed limit was seventy miles per hour. I feel like we’re driving blind.
“Why don’t you pull over, let the worst pass?” I mention. The heater blows his sensual clean scent over to me and my nose wants to hone in on its origin. Elijah takes his foot off the gas pedal and lets the car come to a stop on the side of a dirt road. He shifts the gear into park and turns the radio on to a soft volume. Rain hammers the car, threatening to wash us away if it sees fit to. “Are you okay? You’ve been quiet.” The little exclamation point he gets between his brows is showing, it only does that when he’s worried.
“ The results mean a lot to them and you mean a lot to me.” His words are soft spoken and heartfelt. I wish there was something I could do to put his mind at ease.
“ You know if I’m not the all-powerful creation that they expect me to be, I’m okay with that. I would be more than content to live a normal life.” He smiles just a little. Then a gleam forms in his eye.
“ What would you want to be if you could decide?” he asks finally. My first thought is: your wife .
“ I don’t care about being wealthy or famous, I suppose at the end of my life, if I could look back and see that I made a dent in all of this, then I’d be happy.”
“ I don’t have to wonder about that, I know you will carve the path, even if it’s not you who lays the bricks.”
“ Thank you.” I resist the urge to run my hand through his hair. I fiddle with my ring instead. A small silver heart dangles from the band, this is how my heart feels right now, hanging out in the open, waiting for the one who wants it to seize for his very own. The rain is easing up and Elijah puts the car in drive. We both glance sideways at each other when “Highway to hell ” comes on the radio.
Chapter 7 ~ Replaced
“So I’ve been thinking about our conversation earlier and I want to get involved in something on the weekend,” I throw out to fill the dead silence between us. Elijah rests his arms on the edge of the hot tub. I sink further down, basking in the heat of the water, especially with the contrast of the cold air outside. The sun has set but there is still a purple hue to the sky as if it were bruised and battered from the torrential rain it lashed out earlier.
“ That’s a great idea. I’ll help you make some time.” Time, that’s the problem this year isn’t it? This weekend was an exception since it was the first week back to school. There wasn’t much going on yet. “How about Habitat for Humanity?”
“ That could be cool.”
“ Okay I’ll take care of the arrangements for you,” he offers.
Elijah rises from the water, steam rolls off of his chest and water drips from his smooth skin. Begging me touch, glide my fingers along every camber. Shoot me now . It’s all too much, I sink under the water and let the
“ We have to see if the effect can be used through the digital world or if you only can influence people that are in your presence.”
“ I’m going to be on television?”
“ You’ll get a sound bite on the ten O’clock news,” he laughs out. I squeak out a shout of glee as I reach up on my tip toes and throw my arms around his neck. This is so awesome.
“ I’ve got to call Emily.” I dig my phone from my bag and tell her to keep an eye out for me tonight. She wonders how the heck someone let me speak at a tea party rally and I explain how I just sweet-talked my way up there.
Elijah doesn’t match my enthusiasm at all, in fact he seems a bit brooding on the drive home. The rain finally lets loose and falls in sheets over his car. The wipers are going as fast as they can muster, though back in 1969, I don’t think the speed limit was seventy miles per hour. I feel like we’re driving blind.
“Why don’t you pull over, let the worst pass?” I mention. The heater blows his sensual clean scent over to me and my nose wants to hone in on its origin. Elijah takes his foot off the gas pedal and lets the car come to a stop on the side of a dirt road. He shifts the gear into park and turns the radio on to a soft volume. Rain hammers the car, threatening to wash us away if it sees fit to. “Are you okay? You’ve been quiet.” The little exclamation point he gets between his brows is showing, it only does that when he’s worried.
“ The results mean a lot to them and you mean a lot to me.” His words are soft spoken and heartfelt. I wish there was something I could do to put his mind at ease.
“ You know if I’m not the all-powerful creation that they expect me to be, I’m okay with that. I would be more than content to live a normal life.” He smiles just a little. Then a gleam forms in his eye.
“ What would you want to be if you could decide?” he asks finally. My first thought is: your wife .
“ I don’t care about being wealthy or famous, I suppose at the end of my life, if I could look back and see that I made a dent in all of this, then I’d be happy.”
“ I don’t have to wonder about that, I know you will carve the path, even if it’s not you who lays the bricks.”
“ Thank you.” I resist the urge to run my hand through his hair. I fiddle with my ring instead. A small silver heart dangles from the band, this is how my heart feels right now, hanging out in the open, waiting for the one who wants it to seize for his very own. The rain is easing up and Elijah puts the car in drive. We both glance sideways at each other when “Highway to hell ” comes on the radio.
Chapter 7 ~ Replaced
“So I’ve been thinking about our conversation earlier and I want to get involved in something on the weekend,” I throw out to fill the dead silence between us. Elijah rests his arms on the edge of the hot tub. I sink further down, basking in the heat of the water, especially with the contrast of the cold air outside. The sun has set but there is still a purple hue to the sky as if it were bruised and battered from the torrential rain it lashed out earlier.
“ That’s a great idea. I’ll help you make some time.” Time, that’s the problem this year isn’t it? This weekend was an exception since it was the first week back to school. There wasn’t much going on yet. “How about Habitat for Humanity?”
“ That could be cool.”
“ Okay I’ll take care of the arrangements for you,” he offers.
Elijah rises from the water, steam rolls off of his chest and water drips from his smooth skin. Begging me touch, glide my fingers along every camber. Shoot me now . It’s all too much, I sink under the water and let the
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