Witch World by Christopher Pike

Author:Christopher Pike [Pike, Christopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Simon & Schuster, Inc.
Published: 2012-11-13T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

JIMMY AND I ARRIVED AT THE MIRAGE ON TIME, although we came separately. Kari was late. She kept us waiting half an hour. During that time Jimmy and I hardly spoke. It was sad—Lara was his child as much as mine, but he felt no connection to her. Sure, intellectually he believed what I had told him, but his heart was fixed on Huck. Probably had been since the moment the child was born.

Kari finally arrived. She was dressed in a short green skirt and a tight white blouse. The girl never missed a chance to show off her chest. She wore emerald earrings she could never have afforded. The jewelry just confirmed the fact that she had recently made new friends.

She didn’t act nearly as dazed as she had the day before and I wondered how much of yesterday had simply been an act. She was very hard to read, even with my blossoming intuition. I wondered what abilities her witch genes related to. It was like someone had taught her how to erect a psychic wall.

“You’re late,” I said flatly as Kari took a seat across from us. We had a corner booth, plenty of privacy. Both Jimmy and I were sipping large Cokes. With the summer heat, just walking from the parking lot had been enough to dehydrate us.

Kari smiled faintly. “I’ve been busy.”

“So it would seem,” I said. “Tell us about it.”

“I’d much rather hear about your adventures.”

I tapped the table impatiently. “You’re connected, I’m connected. What else is there to say?”

“How did they connect you?” she asked.

“Who’s they?” I asked.

“Drop the innocent routine. We know you’ve been contacted by the Tar. You know I’m talking to the Lapras. There, Jessie, was that so hard? Now all our cards are on the table.”

I was missing something. I sought to move carefully. “I assume the Lapras connected you the same way the Tar connected me,” I said.

“No. I connected myself.”

I snorted. “Like you would know how.”

Kari turned to Jimmy. “After we buried Huck, I was in such pain, I couldn’t take it. My parents didn’t know what to do. They tried talking to me, took me to a psychiatrist. He gave me pills that were supposed to improve my mood. I tried telling him there was nothing wrong with my mood. My problem was my son was dead. He didn’t get me at all. I stopped seeing him, and my parents decided it might be best to leave me alone. That might have been a mistake, I suppose it depends on how you look at it. My mom has rheumatoid arthritis and keeps a bottle of painkillers hidden in her bedroom closet. OxyContin. She hates taking it but sometimes the pain gets to be too much.” Kari paused. “Like I said, my pain was too much for me to handle.”

I understood in a flash. “You swallowed the bottle of pills. You overdosed.”

Kari nodded. “I died, technically, the paramedics said that my heart had been stopped for at least fifteen minutes when they found me.

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