When Destinies Collide by Shirl Rickman

Author:Shirl Rickman [Rickman, Shirl]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: When Destinies Collide
Published: 2015-08-01T04:00:00+00:00

Drake

EVER SINCE THAT DAY IN the cemetery, Selene and I have been more relaxed around one another. It’s like the strange awkwardness of that day never happened. We haven’t discussed Abby, Selene’s confession, or our shared moment at Lacey’s gravesite. We just continue on as if we never missed a step.

I’m okay with that, but I can feel whatever brought us together in the first place tugging hard on my emotions, and I’m not sure what I’m going to do about it. It’s getting to be more of a struggle to ignore how I feel about her. It’s so natural to touch her and be around her. Even Selene seems to be more at ease with me. I can literally count the times she has reminded me I’m not acting as a friend would act in certain situations. She has initiated handholding and affection nearly as much as I have, and I think this is part of my inability to continue to put our relationship in the friend corner.

I look up when I hear the door open. Mrs. Durham is standing on the other side of the screen, smiling at me.

“Hello, Drake Thomas. Have you come to take another piece of my niece’s heart?”

A light expression spreads wide across my face. “No, ma’am, I came to let her steal another piece of mine.” Cheesy, I know, but I realize Mrs. Durham loves this kind of honesty. Plus, she was trying to take me off guard with her own comment, and I can’t let her think she wins.

An exuberant bubble escapes her lips. It’s a rare sound coming from the older woman, who is usually full of quiet emotion. She opens the door and stands to the side, allowing me in. I wink at her as I pass. Of course, I should have known her sweetness wouldn’t last too long, because she smacks me on the back of the head.

“That is just a reminder to not try and use that charm on me again. I got your number, Drake Thomas.” Her eyes sparkle before she heads toward the kitchen, leaving me standing in the entryway.

“Selene, your friend is here.” I hear another chortle escape her lips before she disappears behind the swinging kitchen door.

As I turn back to where I know Selene will be coming from, I realize I hear the sound of a guitar. I make my way toward the sound and quietly walk up the steps. Reaching the top of the landing, I stop in front of Selene’s room and listen. She must not have heard Mrs. D, because her door is only slightly open, and she is in the middle of playing something. I’ve never heard it before, so it must be a song that she wrote.

I realize she is singing softly, and it takes me back to the first day I saw her beneath the trees along the river. I’m just as mesmerized by her voice today as I was then. I want to knock, but as I listen I’m struck by the words and stop my fisted hand just before I interrupt.

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