Picture this (Birds of a Feather Book 3) by North Lena

Author:North, Lena [North, Lena]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: FAB Publishing
Published: 2017-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

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hapter Fourteen

I get it now

They didn’t let me leave immediately, and after listening to their arguments, I settled for going the next morning. It would take a couple of hours to Jinx’ house, and it was dark, so it made sense to wait, though I didn’t like it. They also wouldn’t let me leave alone, which I didn’t like either but I could understand that with everything that had happened, they wouldn’t just watch me get into my old car and happily wave me off.

I spent the rest of the evening and most of the night thinking through things I’d heard over the past months and searching the net for more information. I didn’t find much, but it kept me busy until I was too tired to think and drifted off to sleep. A nightmare woke me up in the middle of the night, though, and when I’d calmed down, I got up to open the window, needing the fresh air. Miller’s kite was sitting outside, with its back toward my window. It looked like he was guarding my room, and when I saw him, I had a hard time holding my tears back.

“Please,” I said hoarsely, needing the bird to leave because of the memories he brought and since I wanted to cry without an audience. “I don’t need you to guard me. Tell him I don’t need any help, and that I’ll be fine.”

The kite turned his head slowly, made a chirping sound, then another one, and then it flew off. I closed the window again and climbed into the big bed. Then I wept, for a dream that had died and a child who would grow up without his father. Maybe there wasn’t a child, I thought when I’d calmed down. It would probably be the first time ever, but Jinx could be wrong. Finally, I settled into sleep.

What I thought was early morning clearly was something entirely different in their world, and I had to settle down until we’d eaten, and consumed what seemed like a bucket of coffee. I didn’t want to tell them what I thought we’d find, partially because I wasn’t sure but mostly because I thought they’d talk me out of going. I needed something to focus on, and something to do, and avoided all questions by saying something might be wrong in Jinx’ house.

Then, finally, I was in the backseat of Dante’s car, he was driving, and Jinx was in the passenger seat.

“We’re on our way so can you tell us now why we’re going to my house?” Jinx asked for the tenth time.

“I’ll explain when we get there,” I answered, closed my eyes and pretended to sleep until we parked outside her lovely mountain cabin.

I fake stretched as I stepped out of the car, which made Dante’s mouth quiver, and then I let us in with the spare key. I didn’t wait for them and walked quickly into the bedroom, and there they were. Two big paintings with a base made in shades of blue with splashes of red that looked like a scattering of flowers.

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