running
like the demons of Hell are on your tail,” Gee chuckled at her own
joke. I didn’t find her one bit funny.
“Please be nice,” I shifted my
focus off Gee and found Miranda watching us with a look of worry
mixed with determination on her face. I realized she was prepared
for Gee to lash out at me and she was mentally getting ready to
come to my defense.
“I was being nice,” Gee drawled and
jerked her arm out of my grasp. “Jeez, Pagan get a grip. Eat your
chocolate and drink your soda. I think your sugar is low and it’s
making you bitchy.”
Sighing, I leaned against the wall
beside the sink and took a drink of the coke in my hand. I needed
to talk with Gee alone but the protective stance Miranda had taken
said she wasn’t going anywhere. So, instead I ate my candy bar and
shot warning glares in Gee’s direction.
“When, uh, is uh, Dank gonna be
back?” Miranda’s voice trembled. Gee seemed to find this
entertaining.
“Not sure, he’ll probably call
tonight.”
“You gonna tell him Leif is back?”
she asked cautiously.
Of course I was as soon as I saw
him. Better yet I could send Gee to tell him. I wasn’t sure I could
convince her to leave me with Leif so close now but I was going to
try my hardest.
“Sure, but it isn’t a big deal.
Leif broke things off with me before he left. He’s just friendly.
You know that.” I didn’t even sound remotely believable.
Miranda frowned and walked over to
the mirror and began fixing a few of her curls that she thought
were out of place. “Hmmm, well ex-boyfriends can be a problem. Even
nice ones like Leif.”
She had no idea. “I think
everything will be fine.”
Gee found this funny and I glowered
in her direction which only caused her to cackle louder.
Miranda glanced back over her
shoulder and frowned at Gee but didn’t say anything.
“Okay, I’m finished. My blood sugar should be
fine now. Let’s get to class. We’re probably late.”
Chapter Ten
Dank
The soul standing
beside me watched anxiously as the little boy standing over the
soul’s former body cried loudly. I didn’t like situations like
this. I needed a transporter immediately. However, I wasn’t going
to leave until someone heard the boy’s cries and came running to
check on him.
“Wake up Grandpa, come on wake up,”
the boy chanted, shaking the empty body lying in the field. Dirty
tears streamed down the kid’s face. Although he wanted to believe
his grandfather was only sleeping he knew the truth. The sobs
wracking his body were an indicator he’d already accepted the fact
his grandpa had passed on.
I peered over at the soul whose
face was tense with frustration. He didn’t like seeing the boy
upset.
“He’ll be alright. You’ve had
several years with him to make an impression on his life,” I told
the soul and his eyes lifted to meet mine. Some peace drifted over
him.
“Sorry I’m late, Dankmar,” Kitely
apologized as she appeared to the right of the soul.
I nodded but didn’t say anymore.
The transporter took the soul and left. But I waited. Leaving the
boy out here alone with his dead grandfather wasn’t something I was
comfortable with. Not that he would come to harm. His soul wasn’t
marked to leave the earth. His life would be a long one. But
leaving him to grieve alone was wrong. I watched him grab handfuls
of the old man’s shirt and burry his face into the fabric. His sobs
were growing quieter now. Acceptance always came easier to the
young.
“COLBY!” A shrill female voice
called out and I lifted my eyes to see a young woman with short red
hair come running over the hill. The fear was etched on her face,
her large brown eyes bright with anxiety from the cries of her
child. She was worried about her son and didn’t realize yet her
father was gone. I peered down at the boy once more as he lifted
his head and called out to his mother. My work here was done. So I
left them.
The house smelled of ammonia
like the demons of Hell are on your tail,” Gee chuckled at her own
joke. I didn’t find her one bit funny.
“Please be nice,” I shifted my
focus off Gee and found Miranda watching us with a look of worry
mixed with determination on her face. I realized she was prepared
for Gee to lash out at me and she was mentally getting ready to
come to my defense.
“I was being nice,” Gee drawled and
jerked her arm out of my grasp. “Jeez, Pagan get a grip. Eat your
chocolate and drink your soda. I think your sugar is low and it’s
making you bitchy.”
Sighing, I leaned against the wall
beside the sink and took a drink of the coke in my hand. I needed
to talk with Gee alone but the protective stance Miranda had taken
said she wasn’t going anywhere. So, instead I ate my candy bar and
shot warning glares in Gee’s direction.
“When, uh, is uh, Dank gonna be
back?” Miranda’s voice trembled. Gee seemed to find this
entertaining.
“Not sure, he’ll probably call
tonight.”
“You gonna tell him Leif is back?”
she asked cautiously.
Of course I was as soon as I saw
him. Better yet I could send Gee to tell him. I wasn’t sure I could
convince her to leave me with Leif so close now but I was going to
try my hardest.
“Sure, but it isn’t a big deal.
Leif broke things off with me before he left. He’s just friendly.
You know that.” I didn’t even sound remotely believable.
Miranda frowned and walked over to
the mirror and began fixing a few of her curls that she thought
were out of place. “Hmmm, well ex-boyfriends can be a problem. Even
nice ones like Leif.”
She had no idea. “I think
everything will be fine.”
Gee found this funny and I glowered
in her direction which only caused her to cackle louder.
Miranda glanced back over her
shoulder and frowned at Gee but didn’t say anything.
“Okay, I’m finished. My blood sugar should be
fine now. Let’s get to class. We’re probably late.”
Chapter Ten
Dank
The soul standing
beside me watched anxiously as the little boy standing over the
soul’s former body cried loudly. I didn’t like situations like
this. I needed a transporter immediately. However, I wasn’t going
to leave until someone heard the boy’s cries and came running to
check on him.
“Wake up Grandpa, come on wake up,”
the boy chanted, shaking the empty body lying in the field. Dirty
tears streamed down the kid’s face. Although he wanted to believe
his grandfather was only sleeping he knew the truth. The sobs
wracking his body were an indicator he’d already accepted the fact
his grandpa had passed on.
I peered over at the soul whose
face was tense with frustration. He didn’t like seeing the boy
upset.
“He’ll be alright. You’ve had
several years with him to make an impression on his life,” I told
the soul and his eyes lifted to meet mine. Some peace drifted over
him.
“Sorry I’m late, Dankmar,” Kitely
apologized as she appeared to the right of the soul.
I nodded but didn’t say anymore.
The transporter took the soul and left. But I waited. Leaving the
boy out here alone with his dead grandfather wasn’t something I was
comfortable with. Not that he would come to harm. His soul wasn’t
marked to leave the earth. His life would be a long one. But
leaving him to grieve alone was wrong. I watched him grab handfuls
of the old man’s shirt and burry his face into the fabric. His sobs
were growing quieter now. Acceptance always came easier to the
young.
“COLBY!” A shrill female voice
called out and I lifted my eyes to see a young woman with short red
hair come running over the hill. The fear was etched on her face,
her large brown eyes bright with anxiety from the cries of her
child. She was worried about her son and didn’t realize yet her
father was gone. I peered down at the boy once more as he lifted
his head and called out to his mother. My work here was done. So I
left them.
The house smelled of ammonia
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