Tattered Souls (Broken Souls Book 1) by Richard Hein & Richard Hein

Author:Richard Hein & Richard Hein [Hein, Richard]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Gaslamp Press
Published: 2017-04-20T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Pike Place Market is full of magic. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. The air is filled with it. You can’t help but breath it in. That eclectic gathering of everything imaginable, of shops and nostalgia and people from all walks of life… It’s impossible not to feel it when you’re there. I mean real magic, not the sort you use to blow stuff up or ruin lives. The sort that sticks with you for years to come, the kind that makes memories and impresses itself like an indelible mark in your soul. I’d felt it when I’d first gone there with my parents around eight, and it had stuck with me ever since.

It was my last good memory of my childhood. Things had gotten bad for awhile after that, and I’d scraped by until I’d found the OFC. They weren’t the best times of my life by any stretch, but by comparison to the years that followed, they were the sun peaking through the rainy clouds. Sometimes, magic is just the warmth of memories from better days.

Of course, it didn’t hurt that there was some of the other kind of magic there too.

Everyone always talked about the fish. Down below, crammed into a couple of levels that faced out over the water, were the shops that excited the imagination. Some had been there as long as I could remember. There was the magic shop where my dad had gotten me a hokey little starter set, which I had given the token weak effort before chucking it into the closet. There was irony in that somewhere. The comic and novelty shop still maintained its vigil, now watched over by cardboard stand-ups of various television icons from pop culture. A grizzled man that might have been half sasquatch, given the locale, did caricatures for donations on the hardwood avenue that wove it all together.

“These are my people, Kate,” I declared, spinning in a circle, arms outstretched. My people gave me wide berth. “Can’t you feel it?”

“I live in Seattle,” she said. She poked her head into a shop sporting a clutter of items shipped in from various overseas countries, or cunningly crafted to look as such, and made a face. “Do you honestly think I’ve never been here before? Are you going to take me to a Starbucks next?”

“You have no sense of wonder,” I glowered.

We meandered through the crowd to a little hole in the wall shop with a door a sickly shade of green. At least the paint was peeling, making it a tad more palatable. A sign hung on an older iron post above it. There was no name, just a single symbol, the pyramid with the all-seeing eye within it. Kate glanced at it, skeptical.

Hesitation swept over me as my fingers hovered over the doorknob. I needed to know a few things before I opened her mind up and found something rooting around in it. Did I really want to know the answers? My thoughts flicked

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