The Soul Keepers Series, Book 1 by Devon Taylor

Author:Devon Taylor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends

TEN

The medical bay was as cold and uninviting as it sounded, coated in that fluorescent, medicinal glow that always meant you were among the sick and dying. In this case, it was just Rhett, Basil, and Theo, all three technically dead already.

The whole place looked overly sterile, without a single smudge on any of the shining steel. But then again, Rhett didn’t figure the place got much use. There were glass cabinets with bottles of actual medicine in them—bandages, syringes, slings, empty vials. Plastic curtains hung around empty beds. There was one nice feature: a wall that had three large portholes set into it, giving a spectacular view of the very unspectacular world outside.

Rhett also couldn’t help but note the wide glass tube that stood in the very center of the room, connecting the floor to the ceiling like a support column. The tube was filled with souls. They glowed and ebbed and pressed up against the glass, their whispering voices blessedly unheard from the outside.

The boys were all given beds, Rhett and Basil across from each other, Theo near the portholes next to Rhett. Other syllektors, ones who had obviously brought some sort of medical training with them when they died, set Basil’s leg and wrapped Rhett’s. They did as much as they could for Theo—bandages and gauze and tape—and when they were done, he looked like a horrifying cross between the Mummy and Frankenstein’s monster. The poor guy fell asleep almost instantly.

Once all the bandaging and casting were done, they were left to themselves, with Mak sitting next to Basil’s bed, holding his hand, resting her face on his chest. Rhett watched them, listened to them.

“I thought we were goners back there,” he murmured to her. “Thought we might lose each other.”

Rhett was somehow comforted. He thought of his parents, of their beautiful, untarnished love for each other. He thought of how the world seemed to rotate around them, how it could pummel them with constant obstacles and how they always, always overcame them together, as one, holding each other and comforting each other and each of them feeding off the other’s optimism, like Mak and Basil were doing now. And when, one year on his parents’ anniversary, Rhett had asked his father what made their relationship so strong, so impenetrable, his father had told him that there’s no such thing as having to work at a marriage, that life might be hard, but love is easy.

Watching Mak and Basil, Rhett heard those words play over and over in his head. That had been one of the best conversations he’d had with his dad. He was glad for it.

He looked out at the churning gray sky and wondered again about the night of the crash. He thought about losing it and swerving the car, yanking the steering wheel, trying to make a scene, to get his dad’s attention. He thought about the road in front of the car and how empty it had seemed. He could never have

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