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Authors: Anna White
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always woke up before he could reach the water's
edge.
Last night's dream had been the most vivid
one yet. He was supposed to be helping Duncan and Sofia with
breakfast, but he couldn't stop thinking about it. He remembered
every detail.
In the dream Samara had been knee deep in the
water. Huge masses of dark, foreboding clouds filled the sky, and
waves whipped around her and smashed into rocks nearer to the
shore. The wind blew a cold mist into his face as he clambered over
the slippery black rocks to reach her. In his dream he had called
out to her, but she slipped away from him, farther and farther into
the sea.
"Watch this!" Duncan called. He was standing
at the stove cooking pancakes on a long griddle pan. He flipped two
of the pancakes high into the air, one after another, and they
landed in a neat stack on a plate next to the stove.
Sofia shook her head and laughed. "And it
only took you a hundred and fifty years to learn that."
She reached over and waved her hand in front
of Lucian's face before she took two eggs out of his hand and
cracked them into a fresh bowl of pancake batter. "Are you with
us?" she asked.
Lucian tried to pull himself back to the
present, away from the memory of Samara sliding beneath the waves.
"Sorry," he said, "my mind was someplace else."
"I saw that," Duncan grumbled. "You missed my
demonstration of pancake skills."
Sofia handed Duncan the bowl of batter and
patted him on the arm. "Keep practicing," she said.
She whipped off her apron and poured two cups
of coffee from the pot brewing on the counter. She handed one cup
to Lucian, then leaned against the counter and crossed her arms.
"Are you ready to talk about it?"
Lucian sighed. "There's not a lot to talk
about. I've tried to find the key, but I don't think I'm any closer
to finding it than the day I first got here."
"You're probably not," Sofia said. "But
that's not what I'm asking." She raised her coffee cup to her lips
and took a small sip.
"Come on," Duncan interjected. "You're not
the first one to get down here and feel a little lost. Spill
it."
"It's Samara," Lucian admitted. "The girl I
met in the office on the first day of school. I can't stop thinking
about her. I dream about her at night. I don't know how to get her
out of my mind."
"Have you talked to her?" Sofia asked.
"No!" he exclaimed. "I've been avoiding her
since August."
"Maybe you should stop."
"I can't." Lucian shook his head. "I can't
let myself get more distracted by her than I already am."
He could feel his hands gripping the coffee
cup tightly and set it down on the counter so it wouldn't shatter
it in his hands. "You know what I have to do."
"Yep." Duncan flipped the last of the
pancakes onto the waiting plate and turned to wipe his hands.
"We do. But in my experience, you should
follow what you're drawn to. I know you don't wanna hear it because
it runs against everything that seems logical to you, but it's time
to surrender. You're never gonna find your way if you can't be
guided."
"You don't understand," Lucian exploded.
"You're not the one with the responsibility for the future on your
shoulders!"
"You're right," Duncan said, his voice as
mellow as ever. "I'm not. But that doesn't make what I'm saying any
less true."
He picked up the plate of pancakes and set
them down on the table. "Breakfast?"
"No thanks." Lucian dropped his coffee cup in
the sink and stalked past Sofia and Duncan to the front door. "I
think I'll just go." He grabbed his bag from beside the door and
walked out, slamming the door behind him as hard as he could.
Chapter 24
Another week passed before Lucian made a
decision. Duncan and Sofia hadn't said another word about Samara,
although he had apologized to them both for losing his temper. When
he passed her in the hallway at school or saw her getting out of
her car in the parking lot he considered Sofia's advice to stop
avoiding her, but he was torn. Part of him, the part that dreamed
about her
edge.
Last night's dream had been the most vivid
one yet. He was supposed to be helping Duncan and Sofia with
breakfast, but he couldn't stop thinking about it. He remembered
every detail.
In the dream Samara had been knee deep in the
water. Huge masses of dark, foreboding clouds filled the sky, and
waves whipped around her and smashed into rocks nearer to the
shore. The wind blew a cold mist into his face as he clambered over
the slippery black rocks to reach her. In his dream he had called
out to her, but she slipped away from him, farther and farther into
the sea.
"Watch this!" Duncan called. He was standing
at the stove cooking pancakes on a long griddle pan. He flipped two
of the pancakes high into the air, one after another, and they
landed in a neat stack on a plate next to the stove.
Sofia shook her head and laughed. "And it
only took you a hundred and fifty years to learn that."
She reached over and waved her hand in front
of Lucian's face before she took two eggs out of his hand and
cracked them into a fresh bowl of pancake batter. "Are you with
us?" she asked.
Lucian tried to pull himself back to the
present, away from the memory of Samara sliding beneath the waves.
"Sorry," he said, "my mind was someplace else."
"I saw that," Duncan grumbled. "You missed my
demonstration of pancake skills."
Sofia handed Duncan the bowl of batter and
patted him on the arm. "Keep practicing," she said.
She whipped off her apron and poured two cups
of coffee from the pot brewing on the counter. She handed one cup
to Lucian, then leaned against the counter and crossed her arms.
"Are you ready to talk about it?"
Lucian sighed. "There's not a lot to talk
about. I've tried to find the key, but I don't think I'm any closer
to finding it than the day I first got here."
"You're probably not," Sofia said. "But
that's not what I'm asking." She raised her coffee cup to her lips
and took a small sip.
"Come on," Duncan interjected. "You're not
the first one to get down here and feel a little lost. Spill
it."
"It's Samara," Lucian admitted. "The girl I
met in the office on the first day of school. I can't stop thinking
about her. I dream about her at night. I don't know how to get her
out of my mind."
"Have you talked to her?" Sofia asked.
"No!" he exclaimed. "I've been avoiding her
since August."
"Maybe you should stop."
"I can't." Lucian shook his head. "I can't
let myself get more distracted by her than I already am."
He could feel his hands gripping the coffee
cup tightly and set it down on the counter so it wouldn't shatter
it in his hands. "You know what I have to do."
"Yep." Duncan flipped the last of the
pancakes onto the waiting plate and turned to wipe his hands.
"We do. But in my experience, you should
follow what you're drawn to. I know you don't wanna hear it because
it runs against everything that seems logical to you, but it's time
to surrender. You're never gonna find your way if you can't be
guided."
"You don't understand," Lucian exploded.
"You're not the one with the responsibility for the future on your
shoulders!"
"You're right," Duncan said, his voice as
mellow as ever. "I'm not. But that doesn't make what I'm saying any
less true."
He picked up the plate of pancakes and set
them down on the table. "Breakfast?"
"No thanks." Lucian dropped his coffee cup in
the sink and stalked past Sofia and Duncan to the front door. "I
think I'll just go." He grabbed his bag from beside the door and
walked out, slamming the door behind him as hard as he could.
Chapter 24
Another week passed before Lucian made a
decision. Duncan and Sofia hadn't said another word about Samara,
although he had apologized to them both for losing his temper. When
he passed her in the hallway at school or saw her getting out of
her car in the parking lot he considered Sofia's advice to stop
avoiding her, but he was torn. Part of him, the part that dreamed
about her
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