The Fourth Power: A Paranormal Women's Fiction Romance Novel (Order of Magic Book 3) by Michelle M. Pillow

Author:Michelle M. Pillow [Pillow, Michelle M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Raven Books LLC
Published: 2020-04-27T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Warrick Theater

“Heather, seriously, what do I know about preteen girls?” William whispered as he grabbed his sister’s arm. He kept her from joining Lorna and Vivien in the auditorium where they were setting up for the night’s séance. He walked with her toward the concession and grabbed a box of candy out of the display. “I should be here with you where I can help.”

Heather loved her brother, dearly, but sometimes he could be a bit of a dramatic. It was a quality he inherited from their mother—though he wasn’t nearly as bad as her. Like Heather, he looked like a combination of their parents, though he’d gotten green eyes from the Stable side, and she’d inherited the Warrick brown. People usually accused him of being too quiet and wished he’d talk more. Heather never had that problem with him. If anything, she couldn’t get him to shut up.

“What are people going to think if I suddenly show up in town with a kid?” he insisted.

“That you kidnapped her,” Heather answered wryly. “Obviously.”

“You’re not funny.” He paced to the front glass doors of the lobby and frowned. “Do you think this is a good idea? This Martin guy is an outsider. Troy doesn’t even do séances with the three of you, and he’s dating Viv.”

“That’s because Troy didn’t need convincing to believe that spirits are real. He believed Vivien when she told him.” Heather gave him a pointed look as she silently added, unlike some people I know.

William had needed to see to believe, even though when he’d been really young, he’d had some experiences that were written off as imaginary friends. They had gone away, and her brother had spent his life denying their family’s legacy. He’d hated it when people mentioned it. Though he’d gotten better, and he was trying to be supportive, she noticed he sometimes fell back on old habits. It was difficult for him to talk about ghosts with people outside of their trusted circle.

“I’m sorry for not believing you and for all the shit I gave you growing up about it,” William said.

Heather could sense he was sorry for a lot of things she wouldn’t let him say. She didn’t need magic or a ring to tell her that much. She knew her brother.

The inability to speak freely about their feelings was one trait they had in common. They both kept their emotions close and didn’t speak of them often. Though William had been blessed with an expressive face so people often took his quiet in stride. They tended to think Heather was just a bitch because apparently her expression didn’t reveal what she was thinking. “If we had been a normal family, you would have given me shit about something else. It’s what siblings do.”

William nodded, accepting her answer before changing the subject back. “Why can’t Troy babysit the girl?”

“I’m going to need you to man up here, bro.” Heather patted his shoulder a couple of times. “Troy can’t do it because he’s not you.

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