Cat's Claw by Amber Benson

Author:Amber Benson [Benson, Amber]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Contemporary, Fiction, General, Fantasy, Fantasy Fiction, Fiction - Fantasy, Science Fiction And Fantasy, Fantasy - Contemporary, Death, Reaper-Jones; Calliope (Fictitious Character)
ISBN: 9780441018437
Publisher: Ace
Published: 2009-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

fifteen

“Spirit guide?” I repeated after I had sneezed one last time. “How namby-pamby can you get?”

Now, as far as spirit guides go . . . Okay, I know that the Afterlife is full of all kinds of strange and unique creatures, but did they have to get so clichéd about it? I mean, come on. I could handle Executive Assistants and Devil’s protégés galore, but an anthropomorphic cat that guided you through the spirit world was so New Agey it was ridiculous.

“Spirit guides are an integral part of the Afterlife and the supernatural world,” Jarvis said, his voice coming out all snippy.

I could tell he was annoyed with me for being so obnoxious, but seriously, I was allergic to the damned cat, and while I was in such close proximity to it, how dared he expect me to be chipper about my situation—my head hurt, my nose wouldn’t stop running, and my eyes were turning into mini waterfalls.

Madame Papillon may have been wrong about cats being my weakness, but at least I could hold on to the fact that I was still highly, highly allergic to the furry little monsters.

“Look, I don’t mean to be rude, but I really need to get about twenty feet away from you,” I said to the cat as I pushed myself up onto my hands and knees, my ankles popping loudly as I stood up.

Ow!

Great, not only was my face a red, blotchy mess, but now I was turning into an arthritic cripple, too. Boy, this was fast becoming so not my day.

As soon as I was back on my feet, I brushed the dirt and lint off my clothes and moved as far away from Bast as I could—not that it mattered anymore whether or not there was any crud on my “going to the Goodwill as soon as I get home” Missoni sweater.

Looking around me for the first time since I had awakened from my mock death, I noticed that the party had finally ended and “the neighbors” had returned to their homes again. I sighed, happy not to be the center of attention anymore, but I did wonder exactly what the people who had watched my little meltdown had thought about the whole thing.

The two monks were long gone, as well as the other people I’d spied lurking farther down the hallway. They’d been too far away, so I hadn’t been able to see who or what they were, but I knew they’d probably made a few mental connections concerning my identity.

Had they all thought I was some crazy loon who’d accidentally been let into the Hall of Death, or did they know precisely what I was? That I was the Grim Reaper’s Daughter?

I had never really given much thought before to the fact that I was a flesh-and-bone representative of my father and his administration. I’d always assumed that it didn’t matter what people thought of me, that I was my own person who could do exactly what I wanted, when I wanted, and it affected no one.

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