Quicksilver Dreams (Dreamwalkers) by Adele Danube

Author:Adele, Danube [Adele, Danube]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2014-01-06T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“You need to get dressed.”

Cynthia was holding an armful of clothes as she came back into the bathroom. There was a question on her face as she gazed at me; she looked as though she was contemplating something but had chosen to keep it to herself, which I have to admit was relieving to me. I had no idea what to say about Ryder. My emotions were all over the map, which freaked me out on a personal level. I needed to feel in control of me, at the very least, but since meeting Ryder, the roller coaster had left the gates and there was no end in sight.

“So what do you aliens wear up here?” I smiled.

“Aliens?” She snorted indelicately, which was so out of character for her cool, blond, chic image, I couldn’t help but chuckle. She handed me the clothing.

“I’m a little disappointed that my first encounter with a foreign planet yields no little green men.”

“You’d have to go to Mars for that,” she said authoritatively. Though I knew she was joking, it brought up a question for me.

“Have you been there?”

“To Mars?”

“Yeah.”

“No, but we have found other planets similar to ours in composition. I’ve seen pictures. Not too far off of Te’re or Earth. Oxygen rich. Oceans. Mountains. Very beautiful. Still in the early stages of discovery, though, trying to figure out the flora and fauna. A few small groups have gone to map areas, build temporary shelters.”

“Wow. Modern-day Lewis-and-Clark kind of people? Are you guys going to start a colony?”

“No. Or not just yet.” Quietly she said, “We’re preparing for war. Women and children will be moved to safety if we’re attacked, and it’s looking more and more like that will happen.”

That was a sobering thought.

“Try these on.”

The clothing she’d brought me was from her own apartment in the Catacombs, which I made her promise to take me to. The top was made of the same soft material that Ryder’s blanket was made from. It was semifitted with an Empire-style waist, in a beautiful shade of rich chocolate. It fell to my waist, gently outlining slim lines. A pair of too-long (Cynthia is a few inches taller than me), beige, cottony pants that were loose fitting and had a drawstring went under the blouse. Borrowing underclothes was just weird, so I went commando, which always feels a little strange because I’m out in public feeling totally exposed.

“Thanks for the loan.”

She acknowledged my appreciation with a quick smile. “You can roll up the hems.”

“I’ll do that. Maybe I could grab some socks from you, since we don’t wear the same size shoe. The thought of putting my heels on again is causing me actual mental anguish.” I’d worn mine for twenty-four hours straight. I could hear my toes crying out in high, screechy voices.

“We may need to go shopping for a couple of things. Just wear them a little longer, and we’ll see what we can get for you.”

“I need to get back to Earth by Thursday, Cyn.

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