Sisters of Salt and Iron by Kady Cross

Author:Kady Cross [Cross, Kady]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Harlequin Australia
Published: 2016-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

WREN

They were kids—not much older than Lark and me, but I didn’t recognize them from school, which meant they probably went to the local college. There were six of them—four boys and two girls.

“This place is awesome!” One of the boys enthused, stomping around like he owned the place. He took no notice of the spirits staring at him or the ones he ignorantly walked though. There wasn’t the barest shred of sensitivity in him, or he’d have felt something.

The two girls—one a blonde and the other a brunette—stood close together just inside the door. “We shouldn’t be here,” the brunette said. “I feel like I’m being watched.”

Nice observation, Veronica Mars, I thought.

“Yeah,” the blonde joined in. “It feels disrespectful.”

Noah and I exchanged glances. I could tell he was surprised to hear that sentiment from someone who was alive, or a “breather,” as some of the dead rudely referred to them.

“Why are they here?” demanded Miss April. She’d just calmed down, and now she looked angry enough to manifest again.

“Did you hear that?” one of the boys asked. He had red hair and freckles and a friendly face.

“Hear what?” Stompy Boots asked.

His friend looked around. His gaze fell upon the general area where Miss April stood, but it didn’t focus. “I thought I heard a voice.”

“You’re trippin’,” said yet another boy with dark skin and a shaved head. “You need to stop watching all those Japanese horror movies. There’s nothing here.” But his gaze was nervous as he glanced around.

The ghosts pulled together, forming a horseshoe around the young people. We watched the living with a shared curiosity that ranged from benign to openly hostile as they treated the building as something to which they had a right.

Stompy Boots stood in the middle of the foyer, hands on his narrow hips. The hoodie he wore looked to be three sizes too big for him. “This will be great. It’s far enough away from the stage that no one will see us, but close enough that when they start letting people in we’ll be able to get up front.”

“What time on Wednesday?” asked the fourth boy, who looked a bit out of place with his dyed black hair and piercings.

“Just before five,” Stompy said. “There’ll still be a lot of people working here, but it will be getting dark, so we should be able to sneak in here no problem. We’ll spend the night and get so close Eddie’s sweat will soak us.”

That really didn’t sound appealing—I didn’t care who this Eddie was. I assumed he was a member of Dead Babies. Even with that assumption I failed to see the appeal in getting covered in a waste product from his body.

“They say they’re going to spend the night!” Miss April turned wide, angry eyes toward Noah. “What are we going to do?”

Stompy walked up to what used to be the front desk and hopped up onto it, dangling his legs over the side, kicking his feet against it. “This place definitely has enough room for a dozen people.

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