The Physick Book of Deliverance Dane by Katherine Howe

Author:Katherine Howe
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Historical, Fantasy, Adult, Azizex666, Mystery
ISBN: 1401341330
Publisher: Voice
Published: 2009-05-22T04:00:00+00:00

THE VOLVO CREAKED TO A HALT, A LARGE DROPLET OF RAINWATER splotching across the windshield. Connie paused, pressing her palm against her chest and feeling her heartbeat thrumming at an uneven pace, like a runner dashing and then stopping to rest, panting, up against a tree. She had told Janine Silva about the bizarre circle symbol burned into her front door, and Janine had responded with shock and concern. What did she mean, burned? Who would want to vandalize her grandmother’s door? What had the police said? Well, so long as she had filed a complaint, she supposed there was nothing else to do. Though it must have been unnerving, especially as Connie was staying there alone. Did she feel safe?

Connie scowled, glaring out of the car window at the shop front across the street. Another few fat raindrops fell onto the hood and roof, plonking on the metal and rolling down the glass, leaving snail-like trails in their wake. Of course the circle, with its wisps of smoke drifting out of the black scars in the wood, asserted the problem of why much more acutely. Over their hours in the living room after the policemen left, Sam getting up at intervals to cast his flashlight nervously across the yard from the window, no answer was forthcoming. The police are right, it’s just weird kids from Salem, Liz asserted. The explanation satisfied none of them.

When they could not figure out why the circle had appeared, they turned their attention to its possible meaning. “‘God my helper,’” Liz translated, together with the Greek letters alpha and omega, perhaps another indication of the godhead, the divine that is both the beginning and the end. But beyond that, the word Agla, the bizarre array of crosshatches—it clearly meant something, but they could not fathom what. Finally exhausted by tension and fear, she and Liz retired to the musty four-posters upstairs, not protesting when Sam insisted on staying, flashlight in hand, half-awake in the armchair by the fireplace as dawn started to creep across the sky. Connie shivered at the memory as a rumble of thunder lurked low in the sky, sounding like a beast or monster prowling three streets over.

The quiet gong rang out as Connie opened the door of Lilith’s Garden: Herbs and Magickal Treasures to find the same earringed woman behind the counter, hair in a giant bun atop her head this time, sorting receipts on the glass-topped counter.

“Blessed…be,” she said, recognizing Connie, and flipped closed the book that she had been reading, cover facedown.

“What does Agla mean?” Connie demanded without preamble, hands planted on her hips. How she resented this woman with her ridiculous earrings, the profits of her store built on the dead shoulders of a bunch of innocent people. Connie’s eyes bored into hers, and she perceived that the woman felt herself to be a very kind and sensitive person, intuitive, but that most of her supposed intuition derived from her own soft view of the world. She was not a bad person, this earringed woman—her world was just very padded and small.

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