A Touch of Water (Touch of Magic Book 1) by C.K. Johnson

Author:C.K. Johnson [Johnson, C.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781951223083
Publisher: Weeping Willow Press LLC
Published: 2020-05-19T05:00:00+00:00

Okay, one thing at a time. Don’t freak out, I thought as I made myself calm down and head to my next class. I needed to find Melissa and talk this out, and then we could go from there. Maybe the sorrow being in more than one person wasn’t as bad as it seemed. Now that it was watered down, maybe it would be easier to take it out. Maybe was the keyword.

I checked a few places where I thought I could find Melissa before giving up and going to class. When I couldn’t find her by the end of the day, my panic began to rise. I pulled out my cell phone, ducked into a bathroom, and dialed her. It went straight to voicemail. I hit it again even as I remembered the definition of insanity was repeating the same action over and over and expecting a different result. Answer your stupid phone.

Voicemail again. “Melissa, I found out what Caitlyn did. I need to talk to you right now,” I snapped before hanging up.

Behind me, one of the toilets flushed, and I jumped. How could I have been so stupid? What if someone had heard? I hadn’t said anything, had I?

Ms. Barns opened the door and stepped out of the stall. I flinched and hoped she’d let this drop.

“Hello, Lilly. What exactly did Caitlyn do?” She turned the water on and ran her hands underneath it before reaching for the soap.

I did it without thinking, in a moment of panic. Suddenly one of my hands was on hers and the other was under the running water of the sink, and I was pulling this moment from Ms. Barns’ mind as I would a painful memory. But it wasn’t a painful moment. Her curiosity seemed to sparkle as it hit the water and circled the drain. A deeper secret, like a tightly bound thread she held too close for me to see, ran through the middle of the shimmering emotion. It streamed through my hand before I could put my finger on it. I kept tugging, not caring who felt this downstream. Did she already know about me?

Her eyes got a glazed look as if she were just about to fall asleep and I let go, stumbled backward until I hit the bathroom door, and then snuck out. She was still staring dreamily into the mirror as the door shut.

I started for class but couldn’t do it. The mess I had woven was becoming too complicated. With each snarl I untangled, two more cropped up. There had to be a way to make things right across the board, but I was stuck again, with one more thing to worry about. Home, the thought drifted up. I needed to go home. I turned around and started for the parking lot.

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