Queen of Shadows (A Novel of the Shadow World Book 1) by Dianne Sylvan

Author:Dianne Sylvan [Sylvan, Dianne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2010-08-31T00:00:00+00:00

Hey Kat,

I’m back in town. I moved to a new place. Want to come over for pizza tomorrow? Let me know.

~M

Five minutes later she had a reply. It was only two words long: HELL YES!

“Rehab,” Kat said around a mouthful of cheese. “I had a feeling it had to be something like that.”

Miranda picked a black olive off her slice and dropped it in the box lid; Kat immediately scooped it up and stuck it on her own. “Yeah.”

“You were looking like a junkie when I last saw you. Thank God you’ve gained some weight back—you’ll be hot shit again if you keep it up, although the Doritos and Pizza Hut Diet might not be the way to go.”

Miranda took another bite and said, “I know. I’ve just been kind of a shut-in since I got back. I’m going to the grocery store for some real food in a day or two. It’s hard to adjust to the real world after . . . all of that.”

“But you’re feeling better, right?”

“Yes,” she said hastily, trying to believe it herself. “Much better. I’m going to be okay, Kat, I really am. It just . . . things got bad. Really bad. So it’s going to take some time.”

Kat nodded, tucking a stray dread behind her ear with her non-pizza-laden hand. “I’ve seen it a lot with my kids in the program. Sometimes they have to totally hit bottom before they realize there’s a way back up.” She reached over and squeezed Miranda’s arm, looking worried when Miranda flinched. “Just promise that if I can help, you’ll ask. Okay?”

“Okay.”

She wanted to tell Kat the truth. She wanted to tell someone.

Most of all she wanted to talk to Faith, and she wanted to see David. She wanted to go back to her cozy little bedroom and watch the seasons change from a second-story window overlooking the hills. Her windows here overlooked the parking lot.

“So you said in your last e-mail you were staying with friends,” Kat mentioned. “Does that mean you met somebody at the clinic?” She waggled her eyebrows suggestively. “Someone special?”

Miranda threw a pillow at her, and Kat laughed. “Oh, come on,” the blonde said. “Plenty of people hook up in rehab. What else is there to do if you don’t smoke? Besides,” Kat added, “you’re blushing. That must mean I’m right.”

Miranda shook her head. “No, it’s not . . . I mean . . . there was somebody . . . well, maybe. But it wasn’t like that. We were just friends, or . . . well, more than that, but . . . I don’t know.” She took a swig of her beer, trying to find words, but how on earth could she explain any of it without saying too much? “Let’s just say I met someone, and he helped me get better. But nothing was ever going to happen.”

“Why not?”

She smiled ruefully, ripping the corner of the label off her Corona bottle. “We’re from two very different worlds.”

Kat’s smile turned mischievous, and for a moment she looked a lot like Faith.

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