Forgotten Fires by Sara C. Roethle

Author:Sara C. Roethle [Roethle, Sara C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vulture's Eye Publications
Published: 2015-05-18T05:00:00+00:00

9

My phone buzzed while we waited, and I was so shocked by the caller ID that I almost forgot to answer it. Putting down the cold piece of pizza I was eating, I fumbled into action as I pushed the green button and held the phone up to my ear. “Mom?” I questioned.

“Hey . . . honey,” she said hesitantly. “A woman named Cynthia is here to see you. She says you and her . . . daughter were classmates. She seems upset.”

The way that she hesitated before saying daughter let me know that my mom knew about the murder. Of course, it was a small town. Everyone knew about the murder. The warring emotions that suddenly overtook me were a little too much. My mom had finally made contact . . . but only because Cynthia was there. At the same time, holy crap, we'd found Cynthia.

“Is it okay if I come there?” I asked awkwardly.

“S-sure,” she stammered. “We'll see you soon.”

“Okay,” I answered as I tried not to cry. “See you soon.”

I ended the call and stared blankly ahead. After weeks of not speaking, I was finally going to see my mom.

“Xoe?” Lucy questioned. “Xoe?” she said again when I didn't answer. “If Cynthia is there, we should go,” she said finally.

I startled back into reality. Of course Lucy had heard everything my mom said, which meant she had heard everything my mom didn't say. I felt almost embarrassed for some reason, like there should have been some great, heartfelt reunion for my friends to listen in on.

I shook my head. “You guys should call Lela and wait here together. If this is about me, then I'm not going to drag you all into it.”

“But-” Lucy began.

“No,” I snapped. “If anything happens, I'll make a portal and escape with my mom, but I can only bring along so many people. It's safer for me to go alone.”

Chase put a hand on mine. “You're not going alone,” he stated.

“This is my problem,” I argued. “I get to choose how I deal with it.”

“Your father is my friend,” he stated defensively, “and so was Dorrie. I'm coming with you. Deal with it.”

“Fine,” I snapped as I stood.

Devin walked back into the living room, looking frustrated. “You are not leaving again.”

I turned to fully face him. My dad was missing, Dorrie was dead, and now my mom could very well be in danger. I'd had enough. I stared Devin down. “You can try stopping me, but I don't advise it,” I said calmly.

Devin huffed in annoyance, and turned to look at Lucy, Allison, and Max. “I assume you will all back up the story that I did everything in my power to stop her?”

“Sir, yes sir,” Max said weakly, as Allison and Lucy nodded.

Now that things were settled, I stormed up to the front door. Tears stung at my eyes, but I wouldn't let them win. I flung open the door only to find Jason waiting on the other side.

“Cynthia is with my mother,” I stated.

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