Comes the Night by Norah Wilson & Heather Doherty

Author:Norah Wilson & Heather Doherty [Wilson, Norah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Something Shiny Press
Published: 2012-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

Hard Landing

Alex

“DAMMIT!” BROOKE YELLED, then proceeded to turn the air blue with a few more pungent curses.

The old Alex would have laughed out loud.

Hell, if she wasn’t so tired, the new Alex might have laughed, too.

Brooke had just tried to re-enter the attic through the stained glass window, but her outstretched hand had bounced right back, causing her to smack herself in the forehead.

“Apparently copper bracelets do not travel through glass,” Alex observed.

“Thank you for that news flash,” Brooke fumed.

Brooke had been first to the window, anxious to rejoin her body after the terrifying events of the night. Alex couldn’t blame her. But after tormenting Seth Walker again, maybe she deserved that smack upside the head—a wake-up call from the Madonna.

Except—holy shit!—what if Brooke had broken the window when the copper hit it? Would they have been able to get back inside? Or would they all be stuck out here, like Connie’s cast? The thought made her shudder, and she decided against mentioning it to the others. They’d had enough jolts tonight.

Alex swallowed hard. God, what a disaster. What happened to Brooke tonight scared the crap out of her. Scared her even more when she thought about what could have happened. Yeah, she should have found a way to stop Brooke, but Alex knew much of the blame for tonight lay squarely on her own shoulders.

Meeting Connie had also added another layer of fear. Though Alex was very glad to have met her, she was nevertheless scared of the implications. Possibly eternal implications.

Then there was that other thing that scared the crap out of her. The one that weighed the heaviest. The one that never left her. What new memories would press in on her tonight?

“What do we do with the bracelets?” The slim band of copper around Maryanne’s left wrist disappeared as she covered it with her right hand

“We’ll have to leave them out here, I guess,” Brooke said. Her voice took on a very un-Brooke-like tremor. “But I hate to.”

“I don’t think we have a choice.” Alex looked around. “That big oak by the river,” she said. “I’ll hook them on a high branch and we’ll get them next time we cast out. Give them to me.”

“When will that be?” Maryanne asked. She seemed as hesitant as Brooke to hand Connie’s makeshift bracelets over. Clearly, she wanted to keep it close, this giver of strength and taker of pain. Alex knew the feeling.

Alex left the question unanswered as she collected the bracelets and flew towards the dark oak.

When will that be?

Soon.

Now that she’d seen Connie, it would be very soon. Even if she had to go out alone.

With all three copper bracelets tucked securely within the oak branches, the heaviness of the night returned to Alex. She soared back to Harvell House where Maryanne and Brooke waited by the window. They felt the exhaustion too, Brooke probably worst of all. It was time for that re-fusion of body and cast.

Brooke was the first one through the glass.

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