concerned.”
“Thanks, Doc.” Vern took his hand and squeezed.
Gabe crossed his arms over his chest and watched as Vern’s car pulled away from the curb. This was why he never left the island. Knowing his neighbors by name, and them all helping each other, gave him reason to stay. Gabe walked back into the clinic and slipped out of his lab coat, leaving it hanging over his office chair. He closed up the clinic and whistled as he walked down Main Street toward Tony’s Pizzeria. The breeze from the ocean air ruffled his hair and cooled his skin. He loved living on the island. The locals waved in passing as they mingled with the tourists that came on vacation. This was Gabe’s own slice of heaven, around people he loved.
Gabe walked into the pizza place, bypassing the whiteboard outside that listed the daily special. The bell above the door chimed as he entered. Tourists and locals alike talked in the booths and around the tables. The clinking of glasses and silverware filled his ears as he headed straight for his brother’s table. Jackson had a slice of pizza hanging out of his mouth. Alexis had pulled the cheese from hers and had it dangling above her mouth. Her fiancé, Cole, sat beside her, sipping his beer.
“Sorry, I’m late. I had a last-minute walk-in.”
The waitress walked by, and Gabe gently touched her arm. “Excuse me, miss.”
Noooo. Don’t touch me. The waitress’s words screamed in his mind as if he’d heard it with his own ears. She flinched, and Gabe yanked back his hand.
“I’m sorry.”
She plastered a smile on her face that didn’t reach her eyes as she held Gabe’s gaze. “What can I get you to drink?”
“Water would be great.” She glanced at the faces of the people sitting at his table before she hurried off. Gabe rested his elbows on the table and leaned into Alexis. “Who’s the new girl?”
“Brooklyn,” Alexis answered. “Like the city.”
“Is that where she’s from?” he questioned as he gazed between them.
“We don’t know.” Alexis grinned at Gabe and wiggled her brows. “Do you want me to ask and see what I can find out?”
“What are you guys gossiping about?” Skylar Love walked over to the table while her husband, Luke, pushed the stroller to the counter to pay for a take-out pizza that was waiting.
“Gabe here was asking about the new girl.”
“Ohhh, we have a new girl.” Skylar’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Maybe we should eat our pizza here.”
“Shh. Here she comes,” Alexis whispered.
Gabe’s cheeks heated as he leaned back, giving Brooklyn a wide berth to set his drink down. Again she scurried away.
Gabe glanced up at Skylar, who’d gone quiet. Her brows dipped, and her mouth turned down into a frown. That sparkle that had been in her eyes was replaced with clouded concern. Something was wrong. He’d seen that look a million times, and he wasn’t the only one who noticed.
“What was her color, Sky?”
Everyone at the table knew about the Loves’ gifts. Skylar was blessed with seeing colors in the shape of a line raining down from above a person. She’d explained it as a mix between auras and the code from the movie Matrix .
Sky stood motionless, her gaze never straying from the woman as she bused the tables across the room before disappearing behind the double doors. “Um…I’m not sure what to make of hers. I’ve…”
“Skylar?” Gabe rose and gestured to the door, not wanting their conversation to be overheard. “Walk with me outside.”
Being outside, and away from the other patrons, quieted his mind as they moved to the bench that faced the pizzeria windows and the activity inside. “Tell me what you saw, and I’ll tell you what I heard.”
“Her blue lines are broken. The colors were jagged. Light blue above the break and dark blue beneath.” Skylar reached into her purse and pulled out a pen; taking Gabe’s hand, she drew a lightning bolt, making the bottom portion darker.
Gabe stared at
“Thanks, Doc.” Vern took his hand and squeezed.
Gabe crossed his arms over his chest and watched as Vern’s car pulled away from the curb. This was why he never left the island. Knowing his neighbors by name, and them all helping each other, gave him reason to stay. Gabe walked back into the clinic and slipped out of his lab coat, leaving it hanging over his office chair. He closed up the clinic and whistled as he walked down Main Street toward Tony’s Pizzeria. The breeze from the ocean air ruffled his hair and cooled his skin. He loved living on the island. The locals waved in passing as they mingled with the tourists that came on vacation. This was Gabe’s own slice of heaven, around people he loved.
Gabe walked into the pizza place, bypassing the whiteboard outside that listed the daily special. The bell above the door chimed as he entered. Tourists and locals alike talked in the booths and around the tables. The clinking of glasses and silverware filled his ears as he headed straight for his brother’s table. Jackson had a slice of pizza hanging out of his mouth. Alexis had pulled the cheese from hers and had it dangling above her mouth. Her fiancé, Cole, sat beside her, sipping his beer.
“Sorry, I’m late. I had a last-minute walk-in.”
The waitress walked by, and Gabe gently touched her arm. “Excuse me, miss.”
Noooo. Don’t touch me. The waitress’s words screamed in his mind as if he’d heard it with his own ears. She flinched, and Gabe yanked back his hand.
“I’m sorry.”
She plastered a smile on her face that didn’t reach her eyes as she held Gabe’s gaze. “What can I get you to drink?”
“Water would be great.” She glanced at the faces of the people sitting at his table before she hurried off. Gabe rested his elbows on the table and leaned into Alexis. “Who’s the new girl?”
“Brooklyn,” Alexis answered. “Like the city.”
“Is that where she’s from?” he questioned as he gazed between them.
“We don’t know.” Alexis grinned at Gabe and wiggled her brows. “Do you want me to ask and see what I can find out?”
“What are you guys gossiping about?” Skylar Love walked over to the table while her husband, Luke, pushed the stroller to the counter to pay for a take-out pizza that was waiting.
“Gabe here was asking about the new girl.”
“Ohhh, we have a new girl.” Skylar’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Maybe we should eat our pizza here.”
“Shh. Here she comes,” Alexis whispered.
Gabe’s cheeks heated as he leaned back, giving Brooklyn a wide berth to set his drink down. Again she scurried away.
Gabe glanced up at Skylar, who’d gone quiet. Her brows dipped, and her mouth turned down into a frown. That sparkle that had been in her eyes was replaced with clouded concern. Something was wrong. He’d seen that look a million times, and he wasn’t the only one who noticed.
“What was her color, Sky?”
Everyone at the table knew about the Loves’ gifts. Skylar was blessed with seeing colors in the shape of a line raining down from above a person. She’d explained it as a mix between auras and the code from the movie Matrix .
Sky stood motionless, her gaze never straying from the woman as she bused the tables across the room before disappearing behind the double doors. “Um…I’m not sure what to make of hers. I’ve…”
“Skylar?” Gabe rose and gestured to the door, not wanting their conversation to be overheard. “Walk with me outside.”
Being outside, and away from the other patrons, quieted his mind as they moved to the bench that faced the pizzeria windows and the activity inside. “Tell me what you saw, and I’ll tell you what I heard.”
“Her blue lines are broken. The colors were jagged. Light blue above the break and dark blue beneath.” Skylar reached into her purse and pulled out a pen; taking Gabe’s hand, she drew a lightning bolt, making the bottom portion darker.
Gabe stared at
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