A Gatlin Wedding by Garcia Kami & Stohl Margaret

Author:Garcia, Kami & Stohl, Margaret [Garcia, Kami & Stohl, Margaret]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult, Romance, Juvenile Fiction / Fantasy & Magic, Juvenile Fiction / Love & Romance, Paranormal, Fantasy, Juvenile Fiction / Paranormal
Amazon: B017RQP7V6
Goodreads: 27885186
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2016-01-12T08:00:00+00:00

V. With This Ring

“It should be around here somewhere,” Ethan said. He pushed through the palmetto and swamp grass surrounding Wader’s Creek. Link followed close behind him. “I can’t believe how much the old path has grown over.”

Everyone else was still with Macon in the Caster Tunnels, preparing for tomorrow. Ethan had one thing he felt like he had to do before then, and Link had offered to come with him. Ethan hadn’t complained; having a quarter Incubus around never hurt anyone, not when it came to the muscle department.

Especially not when you’re facing Silas Ravenwood around every corner and within every shadow.

“The path?” Link tried to find it but he couldn’t either—not even with his radically improved Incubus senses. “I guess nobody uses it anymore.” He grinned. “Remember the fort we built out here?”

“The two hundred bug bites on each leg? The ones we had to smother with clear nail polish?” Ethan sighed. “How could I forget.”

“I burned mine off with a lighter.” Link shrugged.

“That explains so much about you.”

Link grinned, and the two of them kept going.

“There used to be a whole community out here, remember? It was practically a town.” Ethan shook his head.

Link looked around at the desolate swamp. “If it was, it isn’t now.”

“It’s nothing.”

There was no community without Amma. She was gone, and she’d taken it with her. She had been the heart and soul of everyone and everything she’d surrounded herself with. But she had vanished, because of Ethan—and the rest of Wader’s Creek just seemed to have picked up and vanished right along with her.

It isn’t fair.

Ethan frowned. “I think this one was hers.” They were standing in front of a ramshackle house.

“Amma’s place? You better be sure. We only got one cake.”

“I’m sure. I’ve been here hundreds of times. Maybe thousands.”

“Her house?”

“This was her porch. That one. The yellow one. I’m sure that’s the one.”

Link looked at the half-destroyed house skeptically. “But are you sure this will work?”

“Do you have a better idea?”

“Nope.”

There was nothing more to say.

Ethan knelt down. He opened his backpack and pulled out half a Tunnel of Fudge cake. They’d lifted it when they’d taken off from the rehearsal dinner, which Ethan knew would still be going on, even now.

It didn’t matter. Ethan had to get to the bottom of whatever was going on. It was as much for his father as anyone else.

He considered the cake. It had turned into a brown orb the size of a slightly squished football, but Ethan knew it didn’t matter. It wasn’t about the cake. It was about the things that he’d felt when he was making it. The things he’d remembered about her. The things he’d missed about her. Even though it wasn’t her favorite—it was his—he’d made it because he knew if she had been there for his father’s wedding, she would have made it for him. To say you’ll be okay, Ethan Wate. You’ll keep going right on through this Tunnel and find your way out the other side.

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