Earth Angel (Falling Angels Saga) by Van Lowe E

Author:Van Lowe, E. [Van Lowe, E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: White Whisker Books
Published: 2011-12-05T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

The pages of the book were crafted of dried parchment. The ancient paper was so old it felt as though it would crumble in my hands… which is exactly what I wanted to happen.

I grabbed a handful of the wafer thin pages and yanked, attempting to rip them from the spine. The pages didn’t budge, anchored as if by some form of super glue. I grasped one of the flimsy pages, and lifted the book by the page, allowing the weight of the book to weaken the page. Then I ripped the page in half—at least I tried to. But the page resisted.

That’s when I felt an energy emanating from the book, like a soft humming against the palm of my hand, my fingers vibrating ever so slightly. A harmonic, I thought. That’s what they call it in Physics when two things vibrate together, like wine glasses. I know, another piece of useless trivia. But one thing was clear, the book had a will of its own, and the harmonic was the book trying to exercise that will. It had survived for centuries. It was not going to go down so easily. Not without a fight.

So, it’s a fight you’re looking for.

I dashed into the kitchen, threw the book on the counter and began rummaging around under the sink. I found the can of charcoal lighter fuel way in the back of the cabinet. We hadn’t used our grill in two years, ever since Suze realized grilling was bad for the environment, not to mention charcoal grilled meat was loaded with carcinogens.

I snatched up the book, grabbed a box of matches and headed out the back door. Our kettle grill stood on the side of the house next to a curl of garden hose, and a pile of dusty flower pots.

I pulled the lid off the grill, and threw the book onto the grate. A spray of dust splashed into the air. I doused the book with lighter fuel. Nothing like a good fire to destroy a book from hell, I thought.

I went back into the house and grabbed some old newspaper. Back outside I pulled pages from the paper, crumpling each before tossing it on top of the grill. I only stopped when I ran out of lighter fuel, but by then there was a mountain of smelly, drenched pages on top of the book.

I moved the grill away from the house. I had a hunch this fire was going to be a big one. Don’t want to destroy my home along with The Book of Calls.

I stepped back, admiring my highly flammable handiwork and allowed myself a smile. “Bye bye,” I whispered. Then I struck a match and threw it on top of the mountain of newspaper pages.

The paper on top caught instantly. Whoosh! The flames danced across the crumpled pages, and began rising as the entire paper mountain burst into flame. Black smoke began billowing up from the grill.

WHOOSH! The flames suddenly shot up higher, rising ten feet into the air.

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