Wicked Fire by Marie Johnston

Author:Marie Johnston [Johnston, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Goodreads: 48140207
Publisher: LE Publishing
Published: 2019-10-21T00:00:00+00:00

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Felicia eyed the large maroon plastic tote Odessa was holding. Her sister planted herself on the floor of Jagger’s office next to her. Since they couldn’t go anywhere, Felicia had bugged Bryant for something to do. And he’d turned Odessa on her, to convince her to do a task that she’d been avoiding, one that she’d insisted could be left for a couple of centuries.

Felicia leaned away from the tub like it was going to chomp on her arm as soon as she reached in.

Odessa flipped the lid off the tub. “I made sure to call you when I was ready to go through his items. After the house burned down, I was grateful to have this. He’d taken a lot of mother’s stuff with him.”

A sharp pain jabbed her heart. At least one of them was a responsible adult. Odessa had packed up Father’s place. He’d moved out of their family home after Mother had died, and Felicia hadn’t given a thought to what had gone with whom. She hadn’t wanted the cold marble mausoleum that was once her home, so it’d gone to Odessa. They were angels and, as such, didn’t have many personal belongings. In her apartment on Earth, she probably owned three times what normal angels did. Other than robes and books and maybe an electronic from the human world, angels spent their time in service, whether it was to each other, humans, or the realm in general.

Felicia folded herself down next to Odessa. Her sister sat with her legs to the side to keep her robe from gaping open. Her wings rested on the ground behind her, crossed at the tips like her ankles.

Felicia had none of those worries. She sat crisscross applesauce as her students called it, and as always, her wings were morphed. But as much as her back ached, it helped being among those who understood why she hid them.

Jagger waited outside with Bryant, and that helped too. This raw moment didn’t need his brooding judgment.

“Is this all there is?” She frowned at the contents. The bin was a couple of feet tall, but only half full.

Odessa nodded. “I almost bought two or three, but Father lived sparsely.”

Another pang hit her chest. Father had been the bad guy for so long. A loving, happy dad turned cold and distant when she’d needed him most. All of her rage over what had happened and the powerlessness it still made her feel was aimed at him. If he hadn’t withdrawn, perhaps Mother would’ve had someone to turn to when she ran out of strength for her children.

A sigh gusted out of her.

Odessa’s bright gaze touched on her. “I know. He was suffering in his own way. We all were—are.” She glanced at Felicia’s back.

“I’m not suffering,” she mumbled. She’d survived. She’d adapted. She was still serving the world like her kind did. No one knew it, thinking the worst of her.

“Thank you for helping me with this.”

“No reason to thank me. You shouldn’t have to do it alone.

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