Werewolves of Shade (Part Four) (Beautiful Immortals Series Book 4) by Tim O'Rourke

Author:Tim O'Rourke [O'Rourke, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ravenwoodgreys
Published: 2015-04-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

After dressing in a hoodie, jeans, and boots, I strapped the gun to my thigh with the holster Calix had given to me. I ate some fruit and drank a mug of coffee. With my hair fixed into a ponytail, I made my way from the small cottage I had occupied on the outskirts of the park. Crossing it, I passed the swings where I had seen Clarabel playing on them. The park was deserted and the small schoolhouse closed as I went by. The door was shut and the windows dark. It had stopped raining, but the sky was overcast, and if there was still a sun in the sky, it was hidden behind a grey mountain of cloud.

Reaching the furthest reaches of the park, I found the small gap in the bushes and shrubs that led to the roads which snaked their way toward the church and the hill where Calix had said he was going to take me to practice shooting. With my hoodie pulled up against the wind, I set off up the path. The trees which lined it stooped low like frail pensioners with curved spines. The wind rustled the black leaves and the sound of my footfalls over gravel startled the crows which shot from the twisted tree branches, squawking as they soared over the barren fields of Shade. In the distance I could see the crooked church spire through the trees. There were no mourners today that I could see. There wasn’t any sign of Augustus Morten either. Perhaps he didn’t have a grave to dig today. How long would it be before he needed to dig another? I wondered as my skin suddenly chilled. I reached the gate that led into the graveyard. My head told me to keep walking, but my heart told me to stop. I wanted to see Annabel’s grave. I told myself that it was only right that I went and spent a few silent moments beside it. I had been her teacher after all, albeit for a very short time. But didn’t I owe her something – a little respect at least?

Pushing open the iron gate, I stepped into the graveyard. I headed in the direction I had seen the mourners gathered the day before. Dead leaves blew amongst the gravestones as I made my way between them. Just ahead of me, I could see a small mound of raised earth. Taking a deep breath and my heart starting to speed up a little, I snatched one quick look around. I wanted to make sure that I was alone. I didn’t want some kind of a confrontation with a relative of the dead girl. All I wanted to do was pay my respects to her, then quietly leave. With my head down, I turned and made my way toward the freshly dug grave. Stopping before it, I could see that someone had placed a small posy of flowers at the foot of the grave. The flowers were blue and I recognised them at once.

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