saying I have angel blood in me?”
I looked down at the cards. The star and the devil were the only ones out. And on the star card there was an angel, golden wings spread out in flight.
“I am almost sure of it,” she said, never breaking my gaze.
I jumped away from the table. “This is absolutely messed up.” I felt like I was suddenly having a panic attack. Everything looked too bright and my pulse was pounding in my ears.
“That’s why it carries so strongly down the blood line,” Hugh said, as though it made perfect sense. “My Sight was more or less a fluke, but your mother, your grandmother. And she was adopted, so who knows what came before her.”
“What does that mean?” I asked, blood throbbing at my temples.
“It means you are the one who has to stand against the evil. You alone.”
“I can tell that you once saw the spirits,” the woman said to him. “But you are correct; her Sight descends from the blood on the mother’s side.”
Suddenly, Hugh thought it was less exciting. “But I don’t want to put her in danger,” Hugh protested.
“She is already in danger,” the woman exclaimed. “You are all in danger if you do not cut the evil at its root.”
“You guys are really going to believe this?” I asked, my voice high and strained.
Hugh jumped up from his seat and held me by the arms, forcing me to look at him. “You wanted to know the truth. So did I. I know it’s a lot to take in, but don’t run away from it now. We have to face it.”
“It’s okay, Ari,” Theo said, suddenly at my side, hugging my arm. I wanted to cry and scream at the same time.
I already believed so many things I would have at one time thought were impossible. Why was this any more so? I felt like I had a sudden weight dropped on me―like now all the responsibility was mine, instead of just a fraction of it. It would have been one thing to suddenly find out I was magic or special, but this felt more like being burdened with fixing everything.
“How can we use this to our advantage against Thornhill?” Hugh asked.
“There is a power that a mortal can possibly wield.” She indicated the star with one gnarled finger. “It is the holy light. It comes to you at your time of greatest need.”
Theo helped me sit back down in my seat, and I stared at the star. I pictured a glowing, golden light, springing from my fingertips, and shut my eyes. Impossible.
“So, you are the one that has to stop him,” Hugh said, looking at me. Everyone was staring at me in shocked awe, and I had no idea what to do. “We just have to figure out how.”
CHAPTER 7
THE DRIVE BACK to Michigan seemed even longer than the drive there. I just wanted to sleep or relax, but it was impossible to even get comfortable.
“So, who wants Burger King? I hear you can have it your way,” Hugh said, trying to defuse the tension in the air.
“Please, don’t, with the corny jokes. I just found out that I’m possibly part biblical being. That’s not something that I can just swallow like a dry pill,” I said testily.
“Speaking of pills, I have Xanax,” Lucy piped up. “Would you like one?”
I briefly considered it, but since pills stopped me from seeing ghosts, I didn’t want to mess with it right now, and declined politely.
“That woman was a loon,” Theo said reassuringly, sketching a caricature of the store owner in question. “Which probably doesn’t make you feel much better.”
“Not really,” I said. There was a pause. “Did you even learn her name?”
“It was Serafina,” Hugh said, looking at me in the rear view. “She gave me her business card.”
That made everyone in the car chuckle a little. I couldn’t help but let a nervous giggle out. Lucy and Hugh went back to talking quietly.
“Do you think she was telling the truth?” Theo asked me, folding the cover closed on her book.
“Unfortunately, I think she was,” I said. “I always wanted to have superpowers when I was little. Like,
I looked down at the cards. The star and the devil were the only ones out. And on the star card there was an angel, golden wings spread out in flight.
“I am almost sure of it,” she said, never breaking my gaze.
I jumped away from the table. “This is absolutely messed up.” I felt like I was suddenly having a panic attack. Everything looked too bright and my pulse was pounding in my ears.
“That’s why it carries so strongly down the blood line,” Hugh said, as though it made perfect sense. “My Sight was more or less a fluke, but your mother, your grandmother. And she was adopted, so who knows what came before her.”
“What does that mean?” I asked, blood throbbing at my temples.
“It means you are the one who has to stand against the evil. You alone.”
“I can tell that you once saw the spirits,” the woman said to him. “But you are correct; her Sight descends from the blood on the mother’s side.”
Suddenly, Hugh thought it was less exciting. “But I don’t want to put her in danger,” Hugh protested.
“She is already in danger,” the woman exclaimed. “You are all in danger if you do not cut the evil at its root.”
“You guys are really going to believe this?” I asked, my voice high and strained.
Hugh jumped up from his seat and held me by the arms, forcing me to look at him. “You wanted to know the truth. So did I. I know it’s a lot to take in, but don’t run away from it now. We have to face it.”
“It’s okay, Ari,” Theo said, suddenly at my side, hugging my arm. I wanted to cry and scream at the same time.
I already believed so many things I would have at one time thought were impossible. Why was this any more so? I felt like I had a sudden weight dropped on me―like now all the responsibility was mine, instead of just a fraction of it. It would have been one thing to suddenly find out I was magic or special, but this felt more like being burdened with fixing everything.
“How can we use this to our advantage against Thornhill?” Hugh asked.
“There is a power that a mortal can possibly wield.” She indicated the star with one gnarled finger. “It is the holy light. It comes to you at your time of greatest need.”
Theo helped me sit back down in my seat, and I stared at the star. I pictured a glowing, golden light, springing from my fingertips, and shut my eyes. Impossible.
“So, you are the one that has to stop him,” Hugh said, looking at me. Everyone was staring at me in shocked awe, and I had no idea what to do. “We just have to figure out how.”
CHAPTER 7
THE DRIVE BACK to Michigan seemed even longer than the drive there. I just wanted to sleep or relax, but it was impossible to even get comfortable.
“So, who wants Burger King? I hear you can have it your way,” Hugh said, trying to defuse the tension in the air.
“Please, don’t, with the corny jokes. I just found out that I’m possibly part biblical being. That’s not something that I can just swallow like a dry pill,” I said testily.
“Speaking of pills, I have Xanax,” Lucy piped up. “Would you like one?”
I briefly considered it, but since pills stopped me from seeing ghosts, I didn’t want to mess with it right now, and declined politely.
“That woman was a loon,” Theo said reassuringly, sketching a caricature of the store owner in question. “Which probably doesn’t make you feel much better.”
“Not really,” I said. There was a pause. “Did you even learn her name?”
“It was Serafina,” Hugh said, looking at me in the rear view. “She gave me her business card.”
That made everyone in the car chuckle a little. I couldn’t help but let a nervous giggle out. Lucy and Hugh went back to talking quietly.
“Do you think she was telling the truth?” Theo asked me, folding the cover closed on her book.
“Unfortunately, I think she was,” I said. “I always wanted to have superpowers when I was little. Like,
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