The Divine Purposes 1: Falsehood in All Its Guises by Elizabeth Harling-Hoyle

Author:Elizabeth Harling-Hoyle [Harling-Hoyle, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure, Fantasy, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Teen & Young Adult
Amazon: B00OY9LIB8
Publisher: Elizabeth Harling-Hoyle
Published: 2014-10-26T04:00:00+00:00

“He used to run out on you all the time, didn’t he?” She says sharply, and I nod mutely, trying not to meet her eyes. “So, what gives you the right to do it to me?”

“Nothing.” I mutter, suddenly finding my feet the most interesting thing in the whole world. “Nothing at all. It isn’t a matter of right….not when there’s so much wrong….”

“Oh, save it!” Azrael cries. “This isn’t a pity party. You don’t have to be alone. And you don’t need to tell me where you’re going. If anything, I’ll be telling you where to go! You know, you can be such an emo, when you want to be!” She stands up, shoves me off, and stalks across the room.

“Erm, what’s an emo?” I ask, genuinely confused, and rubbing the back of my neck. Probably one of these weird new words that has popped up, or the like.

She reappears from the kitchen with a bottle of whiskey and some glasses, and I mentally note that I suddenly like the direction our conversation is headed, after all. “Never fucking mind. And surely that isn’t your most burning question anyway!”

She sloshes some of the amber liquid into the tumblers, all but throws one at me, and pours her own generous portion down her throat in one go. A sudden maternal flush rises through me. She’s almost as cool as I am, I think, completely unbidden, and completely unabashed at my own arrogance. She’s got style, at least. And probably AIDS, my mind adds automatically.

I lazily pick my glass up, swirling the liquid around in the manner I am so prone to doing. “All right then”, I say to her, as if agreeing to someone else paying for dinner, rather than the trap she has quite obviously baited for me. “All right then. Indulge me. How do you know where I’m going? And how do you know that I don’t know already?”

Chapter 30.

“So, let me get this straight. You’ve got a feeling?” It could be the whiskey making me sceptical; I’ve had a few more glasses of the stuff, and in my own fine opinion, alcohol always sharpens my already fox-like senses.

Azrael shrugs. “Yeah. A feeling. It’s almost like being drawn to something. I just know it. And I had some sort of vision, too. A man, in the words. Like you, but I’m not sure how. The words gave me glimpses of something, images all jumbled up, and too fragmented to properly piece together. But he said to come.”

My head snaps up. “Ah. Bit more than the son-of-a-bitch gave me. Just come, and a headache. It’s why I came in here. It woke me up. You had it too?” I roll my tongue to the back of my mouth, and hold it there between my back teeth, in contemplation.

“Shared visions aren’t uncommon,” Azrael says, fussing over her glass and pushing it across the table. The dim lamp is now off, replaced by a single candle. To give it more of a conspiratorial atmosphere.

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