Dead Reckoning 11 by Charlaine Harris

Author:Charlaine Harris
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Schools are always more or less the same, aren’t they? There’s always the smel : a mixture of chalk, school lunches, floor wax, books. The echo of

children’s voices, the louder voices of teachers. The “art” on the wal s and the decorations on each room’s door. The little Red Ditch kindergarten

was no different.

I held Hunter’s hand while Remy trailed behind us. Every time I saw Hunter, he seemed to look a bit more like my cousin Hadley, his dead mother.

He had her dark eyes and hair, and his face was losing its baby roundness and growing more oval, like hers.

Poor Hadley. She’d had a tough life, mostly of her own making. In the end she’d found true love, become a vampire, and been kil ed for jealousy’s

sake. Hadley’s life had been eventful, but short. That was why I was standing in for her, and for a moment I wondered how she’d have felt about that.

This should be her job, taking her son to his first school, the kindergarten he’d be attending in the fal . The purpose of the visit was to help the

incoming kindergartners become a little familiar with the idea of school, with the look of the rooms and the desks and the teachers.

Some of the little people going through the building were looking around with curiosity, not fear. Some of them were silent and wide-eyed. That

was the way my “nephew” Hunter would look to other people—but in my head Hunter was chattering away. Hunter was telepathic, as I was. This was

the most closely guarded secret I held. I wanted Hunter to grow up as normal y as possible. The more supes who knew about Hunter, the higher the

likelihood someone would snatch him away because telepaths were useful. There was sure to be someone ruthless enough to take such a terrible

action. I don’t think Remy, his father, had even considered that yet. Remy was worried about Hunter’s acceptance among the humans around him.

And that was a big deal, too. Kids could be incredibly cruel when they sensed you were different. I knew that al too wel .

It’s kind of obvious when people are having a mind-to-mind conversation, if you know the cues. Their faces change expression when they look at

other, much as they would if the conversation were out loud. So I was looking away from the child frequently and keeping my smile steady. Hunter

was too little to learn how to conceal our communication, so I’d have to do it.

Will all these kids fit in one room? he asked.

“Out loud,” I reminded him quietly. “No, you’l be divided into groups, and then you’l hang out with one group al day, Hunter.” I didn’t know if the

Red Ditch kindergarten had the same schedule as the higher grades, but I was sure it would last past lunch, anyway. “Your dad wil bring you in the

morning, and someone wil come get you in the afternoon.” Who? I wondered, and then remembered Hunter was listening to me. “Your dad wil fix

that,” I said.

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