Nocturne by Heather McKenzie

Author:Heather McKenzie [McKenzie, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: Young Adult Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Mysteries & Detective Stories, Thrillers & Suspense
ISBN: 9781634223072
Google: eeRMDwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B079B5ZRJY
Publisher: Clean Teen Publishing
Published: 2018-03-20T00:00:00+00:00

The sound of metal scraping against pavement pulled me from a fitful sleep. It grew louder and with it came the smell of lemon. And chicken. And… garlic? I was so tired my body ached and my chest hurt, but curiosity and a very empty stomach insisted I sit up.

I pulled myself upright to see Oliver at the table before a mountain of take-out boxes. The scraping sound was coming from outside. Through parts of the iced-up window I could see the form of a man with a shovel tackling the heavily falling snow. It kept coming, and he kept shoveling. I watched him go down the sidewalk, then back up, over the same spot again and again… He was just doing what he had to do, and so would I—whatever it took to get Kaya back.

“It’s a winter wonderland out there. Got about four feet of snow and it still keeps coming,” Oliver said, barely glancing up from what he was eating. He motioned me to join him at the table. “Lemon chicken, noodles, and all kinds of sauced-up mystery meat. It’s delicious.”

In a daze, I plunked myself down across from him in a wobbly chair. It was eight in the evening. I’d slept—or more like had continual nightmares—for thirteen hours. I picked away at something resembling steak and broccoli in one of the containers. I couldn’t tell if it was good or not. My mouth had lost all sense of taste, but my body needed the food, so I forced it down.

“I had to use your credit card,” Oliver said. He’d showered, and his eyes weren’t so bloodshot. “Put a hundred dollars on it for the grub and to bribe them to deliver in this weather. I’m worried my credit card is being tracked, and I’m low on cash, so…”

“Yeah, whatever,” I said, noticing my open wallet on the dresser; it was a good thing Seth had set me up with the card. “Obviously you’re feeling better?”

“Yeah. Quite a bit. The fever is gone, and my head feels like my own again. Anyway, I figured we’d let the highways get cleared and rest some more tonight, then get back at it in the morning.”

I choked down a piece of steak. “Why don’t we go now?”

Oliver shook his head as if I’d asked a dumb question. “Cause that’s the plan.”

“Your plan.”

“Yeah, that’s right. My plan. You got a problem with it? You’d rather drive through a storm aimlessly and risk hitting the ditch?”

“You would have a few days ago,” I said.

This made Oliver flinch. His eyes narrowed on me. “Listen kid, I know what’s best right now, and I have no problem slapping some sense into ya to prove it.”

“Stop calling me kid,” I said, shoving the food away.

Oliver’s nostrils flared, and he straightened up in the chair as if ready to fight—but I could tell his anger was forced. He was looking at me the same way I’d looked at him for the last seventeen days—with sympathy and understanding.

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