Fallen by A.J. Messenger

Author:A.J. Messenger [Messenger, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Two

“Why, exactly, are we going bowling?” I ask my mom as she drives us to the Surf Bowl. I’ve been so busy all summer we haven’t been able to spend much time together and I miss just hanging out. That’s what we’re doing tonight.

“I don’t know, it’s something different,” she replies. “I thought about miniature golf but we just did that after your graduation, and I considered a movie but you said there’s nothing good out. I saw a Groupon for this place and we haven’t been bowling since you were a kid. And, as I remember, we were both terrible bowlers,” she laughs. “This should be fun.”

I can’t help but return her goofy smile. She’s right. I didn’t want to go to a movie because the only good ones out right now are romances. That’s the last thing I need thrust in my face.

When we arrive, I see a group of guys and a girl in the corner of the parking lot, dressed all in black. They remind me of Avestan and a shiver runs up my spine. Could they be dark angels? I stare over at them and the girl looks up at me and glares. Probably because you’re staring at her, Declan. I hate this not knowing and wondering all the time who are the good guys and bad guys. I almost wish Alenna didn’t warn me that Avestan is back. Edwin said that whenever Avestan is away a lot of the dark angels in San Mar leave to pursue easier, lower hanging fruit somewhere else, where there aren’t so many guardians around. Turns out dark guardians are lazy. What a surprise.

My mom puts her arm around me and pulls me in for a quick hug against her side as we walk into the Surf Bowl. I can tell she’s excited and I’m surprised at how busy it is inside. There’s a long row of alleys and rock music is playing over the rhythmic sounds of bowling balls thudding onto the smooth, polished wood and smashing and scattering pins. The young girl at the counter tells us the wait will be about an hour at the same time Chief Stephens spots us and walks over.

“Hi Judy, hey Declan, you ladies here to bowl?” he asks with a smile. He’s dressed casually, out of his police chief uniform, and he has a bowling ball in his hand.

My mom looks startled. “Hi Mark. Yes, we just got here. We’re waiting for a lane to open up.”

“Would you like to join us?” he asks. “I’m here with my boys. They’re home for the summer. You remember Jake and Zach, don’t you Declan?”

I nod. “Of course.” Jake and Zach are a couple years older than me but we all used to play as kids. Their mom used to make the best chocolate milk and brownies. I always loved going to their house. When Mrs. Stephens died of cancer years ago it was a loss the whole town felt. She was such a nice lady.

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