Mirrored Time (A Time Archivist Novel Book 1) by J.D. Faulkner

Author:J.D. Faulkner
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
Published: 2014-05-07T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

GWEN SAT AT HER DESK, the anger still burning bright and hot in her chest. Like a flame, she stoked it, keeping it alive by reminding herself of her fight with Rafe. To lose her anger would leave her unguarded from the fear, and from the sly whispering voice in her ear. Instead, she replayed their angry words over and over again, careful not to question her reasoning for being so spiteful and bitter, careful not to recognize she had been spiteful and bitter.

A soft sound had her whirling in her chair to see Alistair standing puzzled at her doorway.

“I didn’t expect you to be here. Did Rafe not find you?”

Even his name made the anger flare bright inside her. Although she pushed back an answering wave of guilt, “What?” Her voice was sharp, and she had a sickening feeling she knew what would happen next. Even though she had no desire to hurt Alistair, he would be the next victim of her uncontrollably harsh words. Trust no one.

Alistair’s brow furrowed, and he folded his arms across his chest, the starch linen of his shirt making soft raspy noises. “Rafe was looking for you, at my suggestion. I thought perhaps the two of you could continue your practice jumping the time streams.”

The walls of her small office closed in on her. The parallel to her recent nightmare was unbearable. Jumping from her chair, she stormed out into the main office. She bit her lip so she didn’t apologize for shoving past him.

Alistair turned to watch her, his expression even more concerned. His gaze looked so much like Rafe’s when he had found her in the hallway she couldn’t bear it. “I didn’t feel like putting up with him.”

Alistair winced, as if it was his own self she had criticized. “I know his behavior can be less than mature at times, but I would urge you to recognize that he knows—”

She cut him off with an impatient wave of her hand. Why am I being this way? Her face burned. “Look, I don’t care what he knows. I’m sick of always being on the wrong end of his jokes. So I told him that, and we fought. End of story.” Her shoulder shrugged. “Besides, I don’t see how it’s any of your concern.”

This time the wince was even more obvious. “Miss Conway, if something is going on, I would be more than happy to talk it over with you. Your whole world has been turned upside down. Trouble accepting it would be understandable.”

Her jaw ached from the pressure of keeping it closed.

His voice was softer when he spoke next. “I realize I may not be the best at showing it; but I do care what happens to you. And if you are having trouble, I would hope you would come to me.”

Lies! They all lie! He doesn’t care about you! He doesn’t! The voice was overwhelming, and Gwen shook her head. “I’m fine. It was a stupid fight. It doesn’t matter.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.