Once Dead, Twice Shy: A Novel by Kim Harrison

Author:Kim Harrison [Crystal & Billy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Juvenile Fiction, Fantasy & Magic, Science Fiction; Fantasy; Magic, General, Supernatural, Young Adult Fiction, Dating & Sex, Social Issues, Social Issues - Dating & Sex, Children: Young Adult (Gr. 7-9), Death, Death & Dying, Social Issues - Adolescence, Adolescence, Horror & Ghost Stories, YA), Action & Adventure - General, Action & Adventure, Horror & ghost stories; chillers (Children's, Children's 12-Up - Fiction - General, Dead
ISBN: 9780061441684
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2010-08-14T23:00:00+00:00

Puzzled, I straightened. “Uh, she’s going to stay with you,” I said, and he exhaled in relief. Eyebrows high, he leaned back. “So…we’re going to wait?”

I nodded, much to Grace’s relief. “But not any longer than tomorrow,” I added, and she bristled, if the orange sparks she was shooting out meant anything. “If Barnabas or Ron doesn’t show by morning, then I’m going to call Kairos out. Take his amulet.”

“Shoot ’em down. Do your stuff,” Josh added, laughing. “Good. That will give us some time to come up with a plan better than ‘get him.’ Tell you what. I’ll come over tomorrow morning to pick you up to go to the carnival, and we’ll go out to Rosewood Park instead to take care of Kairos. That way, you can get your angel back right away.”

“That sounds like a plan,” I said, glancing at Grace as she made an odd noise: part disapproval, part evil planning, part frustration. I didn’t like the deception, but what would I tell my dad? Hi, Dad. Evil Father Time is going to kill Josh. Not to worry, since I’m going to steal his source of power again. I’ll be back before lunch. Kiss-kiss!

“I’ll get you home then,” Josh said, standing up and gathering his stuff. “Do you have my cell number?”

“No,” I said, distracted as I thought over what just happened. Dang, I had given an angel an order, and she had taken it. Went from outright defiance to agreement. And as I drank the last of my pop so we could get out of there, I shivered. Me commanding angels. That couldn’t be good.

Seven

The sky was blue, the temperature was fabulous, and there was just a hint of a breeze. It was a perfect day. Or it would be, if I could get back inside before my dad woke up. A few streets over, the morning traffic was a soft hush, and I quietly leaned my bike against the side of the garage and squinted at my watch in the post-dawn light. Six forty. Dad liked to sleep in on Saturday, but seeing as I had to be out the door in less than an hour, it was likely that he’d be up by now. I should have come home sooner, but it had been hard to trust Grace and leave Josh’s street—especially after spotting that black wing on the distant horizon.

Josh and I had agreed to text each other all night, and when his messages had stopped around two, I’d snuck out to make sure he was okay. He’d been sleeping, but now I was stiff, dew-wet, and in danger of being grounded anyway. I usually spent my dark hours, when everyone was sleeping, either on the Internet or on the roof with Barnabas, hammering my head against a wall, but the skills I’d developed sneaking out of my mom’s house were never left to go fallow for long. At least once a week I would escape to wander around in the dark, pretending I could evade Barnabas and boredom both.

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