ABEYANCE by C. L. Wigglesworth

Author:C. L. Wigglesworth [Wigglesworth, C. L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lazy Protagonist Publishing, LLC
Published: 2019-02-27T06:00:00+00:00

THIRTEEN

WINNIE CANCELED my lesson with her the day after Daniel did. Not that she’d given me any lessons I could use.

Yesterday, she went over pyros, which was interesting. We talked about how their powers were tied to their emotions and how all pyros had either violet or electric blue eyes like the bottom of a flame on a candle.

What we didn’t talk about was how I would need to defend myself against one if Nielson had a pyro ally. What we didn’t talk about was what powers the sorcerers had and how to defend against them. What I wouldn’t talk about was watching the hooded figure killing the girl in my nightmare and that it was Nielson who led her to her death.

Ulysses was still away. No one said why he was called away, but Daniel overheard Reyes and Cleo talking, and they found a non-active girl everyone thought ran away dead—cause of death unknown. I knew what I saw was just a dream. I heard Nielson say she was working for someone, but the others never seemed concerned by the information. Nielson was the threat, not this other person, and if my dream was real, there was no way they’d be more concerned with Nielson than the hooded figure. Still, the news terrified me. They’d found a dead girl, a non-active like me, and no one could figure out how she died. My dream wasn’t real, but did it mean it wasn’t true?

With no lesson or training and a desire to be as far away from Nielson as possible, I found myself sitting once again in the office of the funeral home, waiting for Cleo to finish with a client so she could give me a ride home. The AC was on full blast, and my body couldn’t decide if it appreciated the reprieve from the unforgiving Florida heat or if it wanted to climb into an oven for warmth.

When the receptionist Stella came in with Mrs. Elsie Bell Bliss, I decided to go sit with Cleo until she was done. Mrs. Bliss decided to modify her funeral arrangements again after seeing Mrs. Betty Louise Roberts had hired professional mourners from New Orleans for her funeral. Dad worked at the funeral home for as long as I could remember, so dead bodies didn’t bother me—as long as they didn’t start moving again, of course.

I was right outside the door when I heard Cleo talking to another woman and decided to wait in the hall. It was probably the client’s loved one; sometimes they liked to talk to Cleo about how they’d like the dearly departed to look. They probably wouldn’t like a teenager barging in.

“Mrs. Delia, I can’t put Seductress Red lipstick on you for your funeral, your children asked that you look natural,” Cleo said.

Okay, that definitely didn’t sound like something you’d say to a family member.

“Seductress Red is my signature color! I have worn this shade every day since I was eighteen years old, and it’s not about to change now,” Mrs.

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