Entice by Jessica Shirvington

Author:Jessica Shirvington
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Sourcebooks, Inc.
Published: 2013-01-17T05:00:00+00:00

“He cast upon them the fierceness of his anger, wrath, and indignation, and trouble, by sending evil angels among them.”

Psalm 78:49

Spence and I had been walking around the aircraft factory for hours. It wasn’t my idea of a joyous Sunday. There was nothing so far that had resembled the mottled feeling the senses had given me at the airport. It was no surprise. Despite Spence’s mumblings, he was right when he said we weren’t metal detectors. The senses are designed to pinpoint exiles, not aircraft carriers.

I was about to grab Spence, who’d decided to make the most of the excursion and was now having a splendid time checking out all the machinery, when I felt the senses—the type that cause no confusion and were definitely not directing me to an airplane.

The flavor of apple watered in my mouth, seeping through my cheeks and onto my tongue. Morning and evening, the raw beauty of their power, slid in and out of my vision as I smelled bouquets of syrupy flowers, sickly, like concentrated honeysuckle.

I welcomed the senses, which were now a part of me that I could, in a way, communicate with. I could hear the sound of wings flapping furiously as if struggling to reach me before colliding into trees. Of all the senses, this was the one that always evoked the most emotion in me. Lincoln had explained to me that the sound of the wings—light and dark for doves and ravens—represents the battle for life, the ongoing effort necessary for any living force to survive. The collision of branches and leaves symbolizes the “everything” that must be faced and defeated if a living force is to continue. It’s the choice to go on.

The final sensation, a humming energy of cool heat, moved through my entire body, traveling to each end and then beyond. It enveloped me and then released me just as smoothly, ensuring that every part of me was now attuned to what lay ahead.

I acknowledged all of the senses and allowed them to flow through me, do their job, and then I let them go. It was so much easier than it had once been, and each time I felt them, I had more control.

I looked toward Spence, who had not sensed the exile yet. Even if he had felt an inkling—I wouldn’t have been surprised if he missed it—he was male, after all, and in an aircraft hangar. He was in boy-toy heaven.

“Spence,” I said. He turned from an engrossing conversation with one of the mechanics and looked at me blankly. He wasn’t going to make this easy.

“Ah, Spence. I think we should go look over there,” I said, trying to give him the we’ve-got-a-problem look. He missed it completely.

“Oh, okay. You head over; I’ll be there in a minute,” he said, brushing me off and making the mechanic smile.

Great.

I put on a big cheesy grin for the mechanic, who was clearly enjoying the show, then I turned it on Spence.

“Come on, Spency. Why don’t you come over here and I’ll give you an apple for being such a good boy?” I said sarcastically.

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