Myths and Mistletoe by Tera Lynn Childs

Author:Tera Lynn Childs [Childs, Tera Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fearless Alchemy
Published: 2017-11-30T16:00:00+00:00

Snow Falling on Serfopoula

an Oh. My. Gods. story

Chapter One

December 28, 8:25 AM

What Adara Spencer loved most about doing yoga on the beach was how she could pretend to be somewhere else. Like she wasn't stuck on this tiny Greek island, trapped at this school, and surrounded by people who couldn’t possibly understand what she was going through.

On the beach, she could just float away.

She folded forward, grabbing her ankles to stretch out her lower back.

Her beach of choice had an added bonus. It was at the far end of the island and required a steep climb down to reach the perfect white sands. It was hard to find and even harder to access unless someone came the long way around the island.

Which meant she had never once seen another living soul.

That was exactly what she needed.

Since her problem was feeling too alone in the world, she would have thought that actually being alone would only make her feel worse. But for some reason, it made her feel more connected. Connected to the earth. Connected to the ocean. Connected to her mother on Mt. Olympus, her father in Hong Kong, and the rest of the world, wherever they were.

Apparently it was possible to feel overwhelming loneliness and at the same time to like being alone.

Sinking into her practice, she pushed those thoughts about aloneness and loneliness away as she let herself focus on her body, on her breath. She walked her hands forward into a downward dog as she began her sun salutations.

She had just stretched her chest high into upward facing dog when she heard the first crunch of footsteps.

Her muscles immediately tensed up. The footsteps came from farther down the beach, from someone who was taking the long trek around the island.

Adara closed her eyes and tried to ignore the sounds. She would not let the intruder destroy her sense of peace. She exhaled and moved into downward facing dog, refocusing her attention on her breathing.

The footsteps grew louder with her every breath.

She started counting. In, one. Out, two. In, three. Out—

“Adara?”

In a flash, her inner peace shattered into a million shards. Every muscle in her body tensed into stone. Of all the people she did not want to see on her private beach, this one was at the top of the very long list.

Adara pushed herself up to a standing position, abandoning her practice. There was no coming back from that interruption. She would get no mental peace now.

“Hi Phoebe,” she said, not disguising her annoyance.

That tone used to keep Phoebe at bay. Adara preferred it that way. But now Phoebe seemed to think they were friends.

Phoebe jogged up the beach and stopped right in front of Adara’s mat.

“I hope I'm not interrupting anything.”

Adara refused to give Phoebe the satisfaction of admitting that she had. “Of course not.”

“Are you doing yoga?”

Adara looked pointedly down at the mat she visiomutated from sand before each practice, choosing a different color and pattern each day to keep things fresh. Today’s design consisted of a pale blue mat covered in darker blue paisley.

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