Keeper of the Lost (Resurrecting Magic Book 2) by Keary Taylor

Author:Keary Taylor [Taylor, Keary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-06-08T18:30:00+00:00

I felt better once we’d left the immediate area. I still couldn’t explain what had happened, but the overwhelming feeling of darkness lifted from my chest once we were back on the main road. We still had work to be done here, so we stayed.

We had dinner at an old pub. We were worried they wouldn’t let us in, considering I was nineteen and Mary-Beth twenty. But they seemed the type that didn’t care, and we didn’t order any alcohol anyway. The food was excellent and when we were finished, we wandered out onto the beach.

Nathaniel wrapped his arms around me as we faced the ocean and the nearly nonexistent light. It was pushing seven o’clock, and considering it was only the beginning of March, there wasn’t much of anything to see anymore.

But we all lingered there, staring at the ocean like it could give us answers.

“I don’t think we’re going to find much here,” Borden said. He kicked the toe of his shoe into the sand, sending it spraying out toward the small waves.

“There’s still the bookstore,” Nathaniel pointed out. “We might find something there.”

“I mean here, in the entire United States,” Borden clarified. “If you think about it, this country was only occupied for a short amount of time during the surge. There could only be a small number of mages who even came to America. Unless some of the Native Americans were mages, and we know they didn’t keep much of a written record, so that’s not going to help us.”

“You think everything we need is in Europe?” Mary-Beth asked. “In the UK?”

Borden nodded.

And something dawned over me that I had never considered before.

He was right.

“Think about it,” Borden pointed out. “Every one of us traces back to the UK. Scotland and England, and who knows? Maybe you have mage blood on both sides, Mary-Beth, and it’s Ireland, too. Most likely. And we know there were plenty of mage families in Germany.”

“Where would we even start?” Nathaniel asked. But I could hear the excitement in his voice at the prospect of what we might find.

“You know the history,” Borden pointed out. “We start with those regions. We trace back through our family history. And then we talk to locals. Go from there.”

I glanced over at Nathaniel and watched his brows furrow together as he considered it.

“It makes sense,” Nathaniel said, and it kind of felt like it was meant just for me, to help calm my nerves.

Borden nodded. “Flights to Europe are long,” he said. “This wouldn’t exactly be a quick weekend trip like this one. And even Spring Break isn’t going to give us enough time.”

“Summer is the better time to go anyway,” Mary-Beth pointed out. “The UK is kind of a miserable, gray place in the winter.”

Nathaniel and I looked at each other. They talked about extravagant vacations, places that Nathaniel and I could never, ever afford to go to.

“Don’t worry, you guys,” Mary-Beth said with a smile as she walked up the beach and looped her arm through mine.

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