Sunny Eve by Shayla Hyde

Author:Shayla Hyde [Hyde, Shayla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781796406177
Published: 2019-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

I was thankful I wouldn't have to make the lengthy drive to Langley on my own, but I was nervous about meeting Ida Wilson. Maybe she would have a solution or a loophole to please the Primevals. Maybe Ida, since her mother was the original mark-placer, would know how to remove it. Only then would the Primevals have no bad blood with me. I

just hoped she wasn’t as bad as the people of Langley made her out to be.

I anxiously wondered how my dad's talk with the boss-man was going, but I told myself whether he left on Saturday or didn't, I still had to go see Ida. I didn't know what I would tell him, but it wouldn’t be the truth. As long as I could help it, I wasn't going to involve him. If he knew the danger I was in, he would do everything in his power to protect me, and I didn't want my nightmare to become a reality.

"Thank, goodness," Iris exhaled. "So, Saturday morning?"

"Yes. I'll pick you up tomorrow night," I told her. "Remember, act natural around Dad. He doesn't know we are going anywhere, and I want to keep it that way."

"Got it," she confirmed. "I'll call you later. Parents are taking me out for breakfast."

"Okay," I agreed, then ended the call.

I slid my phone in my pocket, nervously peeking through the living room blinds when I heard a familiar loud engine coming closer on the street. Dad's semi-truck peeled up the driveway a moment later and I quickly dropped the shades. I rushed over to the couch and threw myself on it. I heard his engine shut off, followed by the slamming of his door and his leather boots scraping against the concrete driveway. The door opened, and Dad stepped inside. He was dressed professionally in a plaid button-up, dark blue jeans, and his fancier black boots. When he noticed me, he looked surprised. "What are you doing up so early?" He squinted.

I shrugged and quickly lied, "Couldn't sleep."

"Ah," he nodded. He headed toward his bedroom, unbuttoning the very top button of his shirt.

"Wait," I said. I was surprised he didn't have more to say.

Dad stopped in his tracks and wordlessly faced me.

I stuttered, "How- how'd it go?"

He sighed heavily and threw up his hands in an "I don't know" motion. "Not really sure yet," he admitted. "Well, why not?" I peered at him.

"He told me he’d let me know something," he said.

I exhaled softly and nodded with a frown, "I told you that you shouldn’t have come home early.”

He dropped his shoulders and shrugged, “Excuse me for being worried about my daughter." He faced away from me again and continued to saunter down the hallway.

“You worry about your daughter too much!” I shouted. In response, he slammed his bedroom door.

Later that day, I pulled my mom's journal out of the box I'd hid it in in

my bedroom. Dad hadn't left his room a single time since he’d got home, and I wanted to have a valid reason to knock on his door.

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