Splinter (Whisper Walker Series) by Cole London

Author:Cole, London [Cole, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: NA Post-Apocalyptic Paranormal
Publisher: Scotlyn Ink Publishing
Published: 2013-01-20T05:00:00+00:00

The sun coming through the window woke me late to find Kelsie already up and in the shower. I stretched my arms and noticed the spot next to me was still warm and showed the indentation from her body. I was a bit bummed to find her up already. Still, it made it easier for me to get up, which was good, since I needed to get over to the Magistrate’s house while he was in meetings so I could talk to his wife alone.

With great reluctance, I slipped out from under the covers and over the edge of the bed.

I bypassed the shower for now, opting for splashing icy water from the kitchen tap on my face. I made up a small batch of the coffee, enough for Kelsie and I to each get one cup. It was Wednesday morning, after all. A couple times a week we could afford to each have a cup. Coffee beans weren’t that hard to come by, but they were extremely expensive. It was kinda our “thing” to sip coffee together on these mornings and talk about work and whatnot. This morning though, I drank mine on the walk to the Magistrate’s house. Though, the irony of drinking coffee that we’d liberated from his house the night before while I was heading over to his house was not lost on me. I didn’t even control the grin.

I crept around the back of the house first, peeping through the windows to ensure that the Magistrate wasn’t there. As far as I could tell, he wasn’t. So I went up to the back door and knocked.

The Magistrate’s wife came out, looking around cautiously. She quickly motioned me inside and drew the curtains over the window in the kitchen. She looked even worse than last night. I noticed she had a bruise on her cheek, but thought I shouldn’t mention it. Her eyes were surrounded by deep purple bags, and her cheeks sagged from exhaustion. She attempted to give me a smile, but it was so weak I almost missed it.

I really wasn’t looking forward to this. I had hoped to have something good to tell her, to bring her some relief. Instead I only had a snippet. She motioned for me to sit at the table.

I sat and started to play with my still-warm coffee cup while I thought about exactly what to tell her. I realized that I probably should have thought this through before coming over. But, that’s just the way I did things. I loathed planning.

She looked at the cup in my hands and spoke up. “Would you like a refill? Duncan likes his coffee every morning and makes me keep it around. He didn’t drink any this morning, so I have a couple of cups left.” She almost looked hopeful to have something to do.

Who am I to turn down a free cup of my favorite drink? I accepted, and while she prepared the cup for me, I had another moment to organize my thoughts.

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