The Chrome Borne by Mercedes Lackey & Larry Dixon

Author:Mercedes Lackey & Larry Dixon [Lackey, Mercedes]
Format: epub
Tags: Science fiction, Fantasy, Adventure, Epic, General, Science Fiction - General, Fiction, Fantasy - General, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fiction - Fantasy, Fantasy fiction, Space Opera, Science Fiction - Adventure, Fantasy fiction, American, Action & Adventure, Elves, Fantastic fiction, American, Hot rods
ISBN: 9780671578343
Publisher: Baen Books
Published: 2010-01-21T16:00:26+00:00

CHAPTER TWO

Joe nodded as he spoke, forgetting that the man from Fairgrove couldn’t see him. The window-unit a/c in the living room came to life with a shudder. The banter of a news-show anchor harmonized oddly with the hum. A drift of cold wafted down the hallway at ankle-height from the direction of the living room. “Yes, sir,” he said. “I can do that, sir. I’ll be ready.”

Joe hung up the old hall phone with a feeling of anticipation mixed with trepidation. So, it was finally going to happen. This whole strange year was finally over. “That was the man from Fairgrove,” he called into the living room. “He’s in Bixby. He says he’ll meet me tomorrow for lunch.”

His guardian, the sheriff of Pawnee County, Frank Casey, got up out of his chair with a creak of wood and leather audible over the television and the air conditioner. He turned down the volume on the television and came out into the hallway of the tiny house he shared with Joe, blocking off most of the light from the living room. Frank was a big man, one who truly filled the doorway, and his Native American ancestors would have identified him immediately as a warrior, even without paint, honor-feathers, or any other traditional signs. It was the ambient radiation of warrior, a halo of not-quite-there colors that Joe was able to see now, after some coaching and training from Alinor and Bob. There were other colors in that aura, colors that told Joe that his guardian was just as hopeful, and anxious, as he himself was, despite Frank’s impassive expression.

“You don’t have to go through with this if you don’t want to,” Frank said solemnly, while the a/c shuddered into silence and the sound of cicadas outside the front door behind Joe grew louder. “I don’t care what you promised that fellow from Fairgrove. If you aren’t comfortable with this, we can find somewhere else for you. Maybe you should consider college again?”

Joe shook his head as the cicadas wound down for a breather. “No, thanks,” he said awkwardly. “Sir, I appreciate your thinking about it and all, but this is going to be for the best. You know I won’t ever fit in around here. These Fairgrove people, they know about people like me. I don’t think college is the right thing for me now. I’m not ready for it, and I really don’t think any college is ready for me. Besides, Fairgrove promised me a full ride if I want to go to college later.”

Frank grunted, and the wooden floor creaked beneath him as he shifted his weight. “Sounds too good to be true, like the things recruiters promise you to get you to sign up.”

It was Joe’s turn to shrug. How could he ever explain to his guardian why he trusted these people to keep their promises? Frank would never believe him. Even though he’d been right there to see the worst that the Salamander could do, he no longer believed in the creature’s existence.

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