Katie’s Touch by Olivia Myers

Author:Olivia Myers [Myers, Olivia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Soft Kiss Books
Published: 2016-09-18T22:00:00+00:00

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It would have been suicide for Imogen to have said anything to anyone what happened with Cassandra, so she’d kept the secret to herself, though it had pained her to do so. She felt that she had awakened, had come out of some obscure hole and discovered how bright and how beautiful the world was. She had to tell someone or else she would die.

Cerise would understand. Cerise was worldly and smart and completely comfortable in her own skin in a way that was more admirable than enviable. Imogen determined that she would make it out to the Rose as soon as possible.

However, the week proved surprisingly busy. There were essays to write for her other classes and Ivanhoe to read for Miss McReddy. There were also poems that Imogen had the sudden inspiration to write, and any time remaining after her studies was taken up by her project. So enraptured had she become in her writing that she hardly noticed the passing of the week. And then it was Saturday, the day of the competition.

Imogen hadn’t forgotten to submit her entry: a collection of formal poems she called simply The Poet to Her Lover. Now the big day had come and nervous as she was, she was filled with a happy anticipation. Even though Cassandra had been her usual, cold self throughout the week, Imogen knew that once she heard the poem addressed to her, there would be a change.

The competition took place in one of the seldom-used turrets of the castle. There were no classrooms here, but there was a big, open space perfect for performances or announcements.

When Imogen arrived, the assembly hall was halfway filled. Girls stood, chatting with one another, drinking tea or coffee or eating cookies they’d gotten from the well-stocked side stand. From the corner of her eye she saw her group talking amongst one another. She waved and pointed to the snack bar. She’d have a cup of coffee first before joining them.

“Rat-a-tat!” The familiar squeal came. Imogen stopped in place and prepared to confront her tormenters. It was strange, she thought. Two weeks ago the taunts of the Golden Girls would have filled her with dread and fear, but now she was simply annoyed. It was as though she’d gained a kind of invincibility and now she had the power to know their weakness.

“Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat!” The squeals continued until the Golden Girls were standing there before her, grinning lewdly.

Imogen was a little surprised to see Cassandra among them, but she covered her surprise well. “Hello,” she said.

“So Rat-a-tat, have you got something to show us? You know, Cassandra’s singing a song she wrote herself. What kind of lame bullshit are you going to do today?”

“I’m going to recite a poem,” she said, still calm. The words seemed to fill her with a certain power. She kept steady and turned her eyes to Cassandra to see if there was anything in her lover she could read. There was not.

“A poem?” the Golden Girls mocked.

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