Anomaly: (The Blood Race Prequel, Book 4) by K.A. Emmons

Author:K.A. Emmons [Emmons, K.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781732193598
Publisher: K.A. Emmons
Published: 2020-04-05T04:00:00+00:00

Ten

The next day came and went: normal. I sat down at my desk that night and opened my composition notebook.

I passed the math test.

I didn’t have any run-ins.

Nothing floated.

I didn’t hurt anyone.

A good day.

Saturday morning I slept in a little. I found Ava in the kitchen making breakfast when I went downstairs. Rachel was already sitting at the table, devouring a plate of eggs and pancakes. I peered around, expecting to see Mr. Reeves lumbering around in a beat-up tank top with a mug of spiked coffee in his hand.

Ava glanced at me over her shoulder. “Morning, Ion.”

I stepped farther into the room. “Morning.”

Rachel looked up when I spoke, smiling through full cheeks.

“Where’s Mr. Reeves?” I asked cautiously.

Ava didn’t respond for a moment, but when she finally did, she simply said, “Out.”

I knew better than to ask more. I walked over to the coffee pot and poured myself some.

“I have to apologize, Ion,” Ava said quietly. “For pressing you about Gabe and his… unreal recovery. Rachel told me she was just teasing about you healing his leg.” She sighed a little, then smiled. “I thought she was serious and could think of no other reasonable explanation.”

I slid the pot back into the coffee maker. “No need to apologize. It was a simple misunderstanding.”

I shot Rachel a glance over the rim of my mug, and she gave me a wink. She still believed I was magical.

“Yes, but some misunderstandings haven’t been so simple lately.” She sighed again, turning back to the old stove. “And even though my husband won’t say so, I’m sorry for that, too.”

She was talking about Michael accusing me of punching him in the face. So she didn’t believe I did it. I guess she’d bought my side of the story after all…

I swallowed back a little pang of guilt. By now I was getting used to killing even the faintest flicker of an emotion.

“No worries,” I mumbled, draining the rest of the mug—wishing it were something stronger. Something that could numb me thoroughly and stop my mind from hissing out through my ears like steam.

“Pancakes?” she offered, lifting one from the pan with the spatula.

I said no, thanks, that I wasn’t hungry, but she insisted. So I sat across from Rachel and ate breakfast with Gabe begging at my heels. Rachel didn’t say much, but the looks she kept giving me were enough. I started to wish I hadn’t made the story so elaborate… but then it had gotten me off the hook. Hell, it’d even thrown off Ava’s suspicions about whether there was any validity to Michael’s side of the story.

Life was better than it had been in a while.

Maybe it was a bad idea to rub in the fact that Ava trusted me, but after breakfast I went into the living room and threw myself down on the couch with a stack of homework assignments. Michael peeled his eyes away from the TV screen to shoot me a glare.

“What are you doing?” he spat.

I shrugged, looking down at the pages in my lap.

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