The Apothecary (The Lost Keepers Book 3) by AR Colbert

Author:AR Colbert [Colbert, AR]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ramsey Street Books
Published: 2021-01-17T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 9

Though some might call me stubborn, I liked to think I was sensible. In fact, I prided myself on a strong sense of individualism. I was never one to succumb to peer pressure, and I wasn’t about to start now.

Even if Columbia did offer a warm feeling and a sense of home. Even if I was intrigued by the programs it offered— the ancient languages and opportunities of an environment steeped in history. The professors and Keeper classmates could be a real benefit if I eventually found some powers of my own. Or they could be a real detriment if it turned out I was just a mortal. Or worse—fractured.

But no, I wouldn't think about that now. I couldn't allow myself to think that I might be fractured or it would mean the textbook sitting at home was my gateway drug to dark magic. And I wouldn't go to the dark side, just like I wouldn't allow myself to be pressured into attending a university I never had any previous interest in.

I didn’t have to go to Columbia to work with the professor on languages. Perhaps I could meet with him after hours to learn more about the symbols on my tablet. I would attend NYU. I'd find my mom, ensure her safety, and carry on with life as normal. It sounded like a fine plan to me.

Except, life could never be normal again.

As if the fates were really trying to drive that point home, I stopped to watch my snowy white owl friend flutter down to a street sign up ahead on the corner. I paused, looking to see if anyone else noticed the out of place creature, but my fellow New Yorkers were all too busy to care.

I tilted my head at the bird, it's sentient yellow eyes watching my every move. "I didn’t tell them about you. They would have thought I was nuts."

It blinked, seemingly understanding my words.

"Are the legends true? Are you just an old mailman?"

The creature blinked again and I chuckled, enjoying what seemed like an inside joke we shared. "They don't know what they're talking about, do they?"

A woman walking down the sidewalk gripped her purse tighter and cast a wary glance in my direction as she picked up her pace and scurried away from me. “You know you’re making me look like a weirdo talking to myself on a street corner.” I swear the owl winked at me before turning its head down the street to my left and returning its wide eyes to mine. Then it flapped its wings, lifting two or three feet into the air and bobbing expectantly, never once moving its eyes away from mine.

I looked around again. Surely I was imagining this, right? Why wasn't anyone else staring in wonder at this beautiful, intelligent creature? In the back of my mind, somehow, I knew. It was here for me. The owl flapped ahead, flying twenty feet forward to another perch on a corner window in front of me.

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