Gabriel by Nikki Kelly

Author:Nikki Kelly
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781250078643
Publisher: Feiwel & Friends

NINETEEN

I FIDGETED ABOUT IN the chair Brooke had sat me in while she brushed through my wet, matted mop of hair. She dragged the comb through the tangled ends, finally setting it down to pick up a pair of scissors.

“They’ve been talking for ages!” she whined. We were positioned in front of the window overlooking the garden, and there was still no sign of movement from the motor home.

“It’s fine; nothing’s wrong. I’d know if there was,” I said. Jonah had been right—it had been only an hour and the vodka had already worn off.

“I just want to know what’s happening. Fergal wants to stay here, until we leave.” She tipped my head forward and began separating my hair, twisting it and shoving a clip through the top layer. “I’m thinking pixie cut. Let’s go über short, with some volume on the top.”

“No. Keep as much length as you can.”

I would never be able to grow my hair back down to my waist. As Brooke had pointed out, the whole frozen-in-time thing apparently didn’t allow for regrowth.

“Really? I think a pixie cut makes more of a statement. Plus it’s really in right now—all the celebs are wearing it.” She relaxed her body, waiting for my reply.

“No thanks. Just tidy it up.”

Brooke huffed and began trimming. When she started chuckling to herself for no apparent reason, I asked, “Something funny?”

“Oh, no, no, I just remembered something Fergal said the other day. It’s nothing—an in-joke—you wouldn’t get it.”

“Fergal, right … Did you not bother to get to know any of the others while you were there? Iona is really sweet,” I said, playing with a loose thread in my top while trying not to move about too much.

“Iona? Jeez, you’re kidding me, right? She’s a wet fish. She’s worse than you were when we met! Total loser.” She stopped chopping and released the hairclip, making a start on the top. “No, I spent most of my time with Fergal. You said he might know where your mother was, so, you know.” She didn’t elaborate, taking a second to think before continuing. “Can’t say I minded much—he’s pretty easy on the eyes.”

Brooke finally began fluffing my now-damp hair and then went to get some mousse from her bag. I started to wonder if my mother’s whereabouts were the only reason she had been frequenting the Irish group.

“Right. And how are things … you know, between you and Jonah?” I posed the question, dangerous as it was.

Squirting the white foam into her palm, she rubbed her hands together and began massaging it into my scalp. “Okay, I guess. I feel, well, I feel less of a pull to him these days. I’ve been learning to drink from mortals. When you were, you know, dead, he was unavailable, so Ruadhan helped me. Since then, Jonah’s been taking me out, teaching me how to control my thirst so that I don’t kill anyone. When Jonah was sick, Ruadhan took over again. It’s been going really well.” She sounded pleased.

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