Iron (The Warding Book 1) by Robin L. Cole

Author:Robin L. Cole [Cole, Robin L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: urban fantasy
Published: 2015-09-29T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

The alarm went off for a third time on Tuesday morning. I slapped at it again, this time aiming for the kill switch instead of the snooze. I rubbed the sleep crust from one eye and glared at it. My digital adversary told me I should have stumbled into the shower twenty minutes ago but there I was; still entangled in my blankets, with my hair frizzing out in a halo around my head. I felt safe in my warm little cocoon. Safe and sleepy, even though I had spent the better part of the previous day dozing on and off in the very same place.

In fact, I had spent the last few days shut up in my apartment. Unlike the last time, where I had indulged in a bit of crazy after my world was rocked, this time I had spent a good amount of time crying and stamping my feet. I’m pretty sure there was a hefty amount of bemoaning my fate and rethinking all of my life choices as well but, who can tell? By Monday I had stopped spending time in the living room, where the treadmill glared at me with accusation, opting for quality time with my bed and laptop-turned-DVD-player instead.

My phone had been on perma-silent, making it easier to ignore all calls. Mairi had checked in via text a few times, but she seemed to understand that I needed a bit of space to come to grips with the emotional upheaval the other night had caused. The fae-house had also rung me twice. I had let both calls go to voicemail, where they remained; unchecked. I wasn’t ready to deal with them just yet.

I had forestalled Jenni with the claim of a nasty stomach bug. It was the same lie I had told to my boss yesterday morning before turning over and falling back into a sleep often interrupted by bad dreams. I wasn’t ready to cop to all-out depression just yet (that wasn’t really my thing), but I had no motivation to get out of bed, let alone face work. I was running out of sick time, and the boss would be super pissed if I called out a second day in a row, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.

I looked down.

The cellphone was already in my hand.

When the automatic system picked up on the second ring I punched in the numbers that would direct it to Allison’s extension. I could remember, once upon a time, when I had hated calling out sick. Loathed it really, to the point that I had often gone into work when legitimately ill just to avoid making that awkward phone call in the morning. I guess those days had faded into the past with the rest of the normalcy in my life. I didn’t feel the overwhelming guilt and panic I once had, but I still wasn’t looking forward to the disapproval I would hear on the other end either. I held my breath and hoped it would go to her voicemail.

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