Seraphim Academy 2: Sinful Things by Elizabeth Briggs

Author:Elizabeth Briggs [Briggs, Elizabeth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Elizabeth Briggs
Published: 2020-03-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

Olivia

I have a hard time sleeping that night as Callan’s words replay in my head. They remind me of a time when I was seven years old and playing on the swing at the park.

I wasn’t scared as I flew through the air. Not until I saw the ground rushing at my face, anyway. It all passed in slow motion, like in a movie. The sounds around me faded, the other kids' voices disappeared as I watched the wood chips under the swings get closer and closer.

But at the last second, arms wrapped around my chest and legs, and I was flying up again, in a circle. Silver wings flashed around me, flapping through the air. My fear turned to delight as a male voice said, "It’s all right, I’ve got you. You’re safe."

Something about the voice sounded familiar, though I couldn’t place it. The man set me on the ground and stepped back. For a second I saw the outline of his silver wings, but then they were gone, and I wondered if I only imagined it. "That was a close one."

"Thank you." I tucked my dark, wild hair behind my ear. The counselors at school said not to talk to strangers, but something about this man made me instantly trust him. He had brown hair that looked soft, and his eyes crinkled as he smiled at me. Sunlight seemed to shine down on him, highlighting his profile, and I felt a sense of awe when I looked at him.

"You're very welcome, Olivia."

I flinched when I heard my name, and a small stab of fear hit my heart. I looked around the playground, but nobody was paying any attention to us. Almost like they couldn't see us at all. Weird. "Are you a social worker?"

"No, I’m not." He backed up to show me he wouldn’t hurt me. "I just didn’t want you to fall.”

“Who are you?” I asked.

“My name is Gabriel.”

“Are you an angel?”

He gave me a warm smile. “I’m someone that cares about you very much, and will always make sure you’re safe.”

Those weren't words I'd heard very often in my young life. The family I lived with at the time was pretty good. They fed me regularly, and I was never cold or neglected or beaten. But they didn't love me. I didn't know if anyone ever had.

“Like a guardian angel?” I asked.

Another smile lit up his face. “Yes, a lot like that. Please don't jump off of the swings anymore, okay?"

Oh, yeah. I’d been trying to fly. I’d always wanted to fly. I turned to look at the swings so I could explain why I’d jumped out, but when I looked back at my new friend, he was gone. I glanced around the park, but didn’t see him anywhere.

"Olivia!" My foster mother ran up to me. "There you are."

Uh-oh. She looked mad. "I've been right here the whole time," I tried to explain.

She grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the park toward our house.

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