Soul Dancing with the Brass Band (The Brass Band Series) by Vicki Renfro Page B

I’d say George is going to be a very, very bad influence on soft hearted Will!”
    “Well, let’s hope that George and his desire can get gentle Will to the party. Maybe the full moon can bring out Will’s wild side.”
    Ruth laughed at me and said, “I think the Goddess has matched us correctly. I do deserve the wilder one.”
    “And the shorter one,” I added.

     
     

Chapter 13
     
     
    SEPT 19, 35 A.D.
    Tall, broad-chested Liam looks as if he is a powerful Druid warrior, but he is not. He spends his days totally involved in the teaching of children, oblivious to the world around him. Without his full attention, these young adapts might never be able to unleash the full potential within them. Liam encourages the innocent, pliable minds to follow him into other dimensions by letting them hitch a ride into the heavens on his life force. Once there, they play in this magical world, bringing back to the Earth plane supernatural talents not known to mere mortals. The powers are first felt as a vibration, but as the children learn to trust themselves, they manifest according to each child’s desire.
    During the hours their souls take flight, the young students’ bodies sit limp next to Liam’s, in the silence of the temple. There is only one person Liam trusts with the monumental responsibility of guarding these helpless children, his lifelong friend, Georog. Battle scared and a giant among men, he has a ferocious love and loyalty for his fellow Druids and would happily lay down his life in defense of his brethren .
     
    Sept 19, 2010
    I was sound asleep when I heard it or thought I heard it. I tossed off my covers, walked to the living room and switched on the lights. Ruth was madly running between computers trying to figure out which was hers.
    “Yours is over here, Ruth and it looks like you have mail.” We had forgotten to shut our computers down when we stumbled off to bed.
    “Here’s yours, Hillary and you’ve got mail too! Who should open first?”
    “Like I have a choice. You go first. You look like you’re going to have an apoplexy.”
    She opened New Mail and clicked.
     
    I will wait on the South side of The Bell Tower
    11:00 pm September 30th
    Under the full Moon
    George
     
    “What’s yours say, Hillary?’
    “The same as yours but without the full moon thing.”
    “Oh George, you are a little wilder than Will,” Ruth said with satisfaction. “Get your party on, Hillary,” and she danced off to bed.
    The rest of the week passed by rather unremarkably. I talked to other employees at the library and they seemed neutral about attending the Fall Mixer.
    Ruth, on the other hand, had a group of friends who were going fully dressed or undressed for the occasion. Ruth’s friends viewed the Fall Mixer as a full-on costume party and were attending in Pagan garb.
    I planned on falling right in the center of the two groups.
    We painted our toenails Saturday morning. After all, we were wearing sandals and while I’d feel funny with the same color on my fingernails, I love dark polish on my toes. This took most of the morning, painting, drying, and repainting.
    Later we visited the cosmetic section of the drug store.
    “Okay Hillary,” Ruth said motioning me to the hair product aisle. “Your hair needs some fullness. This’ll work.”
    Willing to take Ruth’s advice, I read the labe l of the bottle she handed me, “ Sex It Up - just hilarious, Ruth.”
    “No joke, it’s really good. You’ll like it.”
    My two-item bag didn’t compare to Ruth’s very large bag and as if she wasn’t loaded down enough, she insisted on one more stop, the bath shop.
    “This is a make or break deal. We need a body mist, not perfume,” Ruth explained as we both picked out a scent before heading home.
    Figuring we needed a nap so we’d be able to stay up until 1 or 2 a.m., we set our alarms to wake us up in two hours… but neither one of us could sleep. Instead we decided to go out for Italian food and strong