A Lying Witch Book Four by Odette C. Bell

Author:Odette C. Bell [Bell, Odette C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01N5YA6MZ
Barnesnoble: B01N5YA6MZ
Publisher: Odette C. Bell
Published: 2017-03-01T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

There it was – my sunshine, my pastureland.

I was back in the visions that had taunted me ever since I’d met Max.

I heard a thump behind me and turned to see the book fall onto the grass. The pages were fluttering, still sparking with magic.

Sarah had told me that when I wanted to leave the vision – when I finally had the information I required – all I would have to do was use more of my blood to write the word close on the front cover of the book.

So it was imperative that I didn’t lose it.

Pressure. Yeah, I wasn’t one of those kinds of people who ate pressure for breakfast.

With a shake to dislodge the last of those crazy sensations from the time spell, I pushed forward.

It was such an odd experience to feel the sunshine on my face and the soft grass beneath my feet.

I indulged in tipping my head back and letting the rays warm my flesh. The wind tugged through my hair, played along my face and the bare skin of my hands.

I let it fill me up.

Then?

I pressed on.

Sarah’s orders had been kind of imprecise. Just go into the past, she’d said, and find out how to use the contract against McCain. Yeah, it wouldn’t be that easy. I knew from experience that McCain was seriously powerful, and if pushed, could figure out I wasn’t Mary.

I began walking forward.

I heard the thump of footfall from over the hill. I stiffened. My wildly beating heart told me it had to be McCain. I could remember in one vision when he’d come charging over this very hill and he’d pulled me onto his horse.

It wasn’t him.

The footfall was too light.

I spun my head around in time to see a woman.

It took me awhile to realize who she was. I had to squint my eyes as she came into view. Then I recognized her. With a frigging bang. My whole body suddenly zipped with the knowledge that not only did I know this woman, but I’d also been her.

Mary.

I had time to wonder if she’d be able to see me.

It didn’t take long to get my answer.

As she threw herself forward, she suddenly stopped, her simple boots skidding on the grass and leaving two long tracks of mud. Her eyes pulsed wide with fear. It didn’t last. “Chi?” She sprang toward me, her hand opening in a snap.

I blanched and backed away. “Wait, what? You can see me? You know who I am?”

“Chi, it’s me – Mary McLane. And yes, I can see you, child. For you’re right there in front of my very eyes. Now come, we don’t have much time.”

Maybe I should have ground my feet into the grass and not moved until she told me what was going on. I didn’t. You didn’t need to be an emotional genius to see her fear, nor the sweat slicking her brow, nor how disheveled her clothes were.

Mary McLane was running from something, and I knew who.

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