Pyxis (The Discovery) by K. C. Neal

Author:K. C. Neal [Neal, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
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Publisher: StoneHouse Ink

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Mason knocked on the basement door the next night just as I finished mixing a batch of cookie dough. I let him in and he followed me over to the basement kitchen.

“Hey, I’m making cookies for Aunt Dorothy. You know, with the stuff in them,” I said in a stage whisper, even though there was no one else around to hear.

He sank onto the sofa. “I really hope it works.” He stared at a spot on the floor.

I understood his grave mood. If Dorothy couldn’t help us, what would we do?

“What do you think would happen if I ate one of them?” he asked as I slid the cookie sheet in the oven.

“Your guess is as good as mine. You want to try it?” I was going to feed them to my elderly great-aunt, so I didn’t think they were poisonous or anything.

“I’m curious, but I probably shouldn’t,” he said. “We don’t know enough about what could happen. In your dreams, your grandmother never told you to give me any of those, did she?” He gestured toward the pyxis.

I shook my head. “Not that I remember.”

We flipped through channels while the cookies baked. I had a nervous urge to talk about my grandmother’s letter some more. Try to formulate plans or something. But there really wasn’t anything more we could do.

Mason stayed until the cookies were done. It was unspoken between us, but we both knew he was hanging out with me partly to provide some sort of … reassurance, maybe? It was odd, but I could tell he felt a need to see me, hang out, just be there. I wanted him there, too, and it had nothing to do with what happened at Solstice Fest before he left. It probably was more a sense of being linked together in something scary that we didn’t understand. I realized I didn’t feel the same way about Angeline, even though she was linked to all of this, too. Yet another thing I couldn’t begin to explain.

I carefully folded half a dozen cookies into a piece of waxed paper, wrapped the package in foil, and set it on top of my homework in my bag, where it wouldn’t get crushed.

All our hopes rested on Aunt Dorothy.

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