Summoned (Rainy Kaye) by Rainy Kaye

Author:Rainy Kaye
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Paranormal
Publisher: Immortal Ink Publishing.
Published: 2014-03-27T06:00:00+00:00

The only way Silvia and I are going to survive this trip is if we don't talk. I blast the radio, and she smokes. We're good until we pass through Phoenix.

Then she turns down the radio. “Where are the hotels?”

I glance at her. “Which hotels?”

“That you reserved.” She taps ashes out the window.

I grin, because I know where this conversation is headed. “I didn't reserve anything. We'll find places as we need.”

She wrinkles her nose as she tosses out the cigarette. “That's . . . barbaric.”

“You've forgotten who you're traveling with.” I resume blaring the speakers.

She turns the radio down. Again. “Do you at least know which city?”

“I'm not a travel agent. And the next time you touch that dial, I'm taking it as a sign you want to go home.”

I crank the volume back up. She scowls at me, then lights another cigarette and turns away.

***

We drive for nearly two hours, heading north. The landscape is desert brush, something Silvia has spent her whole life among, yet she continues to stare at it. I'm pretty sure she's ignoring me. With any luck, she won't do more than blink until we reach the first stop.

The trip just starts to become optimistic when there's a break between songs.

“I want to shower and change my clothes,” she says.

And here we go.

I turn down the radio. “We're not even out of Arizona yet.”

“How much longer?”

“'Til New Mexico?” I focus on the road. “About five or six hours.”

“I mean to Virginia.”

“Like, three days. Once we cross the New Mexico border, I'm not turning around. You have 'til then to decide if you really want to do this.”

“I do,” she replies, without hesitation.

“Yeah, we'll see.” I glance at the road sign. “We're heading into Winslow now.” Then I start singing, “I'm standing on the corner in Winslow, Arizona—”

She taps her hand to my mouth. “Stop. Please.”

“Told you,” I say with a laugh. “I'm not that kind of genie.”

She rolls her eyes.

“Well, I'm not. Hey, look, a stop up here has showers.”

She sits forward. “Let's go there.”

“It's a truck stop, Silv.”

She glances at me with a concerned look.

“Not the Hilton,” I say.

“Is it gross?”

“Yeah, kinda gross.”

She sighs and throws herself back against the seat.

She's quiet for a while before speaking again. “Have you ever had sex?”

My foot slips off the gas pedal. “What? Mother of God, Silvia, can we never talk about this, ever?”

“I'm just curious.”

“That isn't something you just ask people.” I choke back the disgust rising in my throat.

She turns in her seat to face me. “I should be able to ask you anything.”

“No. No, you should not.”

Silence fills the car. I hope that we don't have to speak again until this trip is over.

But after a while Silvia opens her mouth. “Do you think it's better with someone you care about?”

I know she means me. I know she means us. But my thoughts go to Syd. The way her hands feel working me over. Her gasps and shudders, and the look afterward, like she will never leave my side.

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