The One (The One Saga Book 1) by Annaliese Plowright

Author:Annaliese Plowright [Plowright, Annaliese]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-09-03T23:00:00+00:00

Arwan opened the passenger door of the Audi, and closed it again after I was comfortably seated inside. He drove carefully through the village centre, the car’s tires humming noisily on the cobbles.

It was just after three o’clock, and the school had emptied for the day. The street was teeming with gum-flapping school kids laughing and joking, carefree and boisterous to boot, as they headed for their homes, oblivious to the rain.

I studied Arwan’s profile for a moment, my mind reeling with what I’d just witnessed.

“What you did back there, for Edith, that was…” Words failed me. My awestruck brain was giving me nothing. I didn’t have words to describe what he had done or the gratitude I felt. The Edith who had met us when we first arrived at The Shades that afternoon, and the one who waved us off heartily only moments ago, were two completely different people. It was like he had lulled her back from the brink.

He shrugged his shoulders dismissively.

“No, don’t do that!” I pleaded. “You must have seen what you did back there? You brought her to life!” Okay, that was definitely an exaggeration, but not a million miles away from what had happened. Doctor Armstrong’s legs had virtually buckled beneath him when he came to check on his patient as we were leaving.

Arwan looked at me sidelong. “Do you have faith, Brook?”

My eyes widened briefly at the question. Was he asking me if I believed in God? I looked out my window, but saw nothing as we drove past the last of the school kids and began the short journey out of Claremont back to Avallon House.

“I believe in the power of faith,” I said eventually. “I think that to believe in something resolutely would be a wonderful thing.” I’d just witnessed the proof of my words. Edith clearly had believed Arwan to be his great grandfather, and that belief had seemingly done something no medicine had managed to do. That was the power of faith. It didn’t matter how tenuous the foundations of faith were, as long as it was believed. The truth was irrelevant. If you had unwavering faith, the magic was there, and stuff could happen.

“But you don’t have a faith?” he said, pulling me from my reverie. I thought for a moment.

“No, perhaps not in the conventional sense, but I know I’m made up of energy and matter, just like everything else in the universe. It’s like we’re all connected, we break down to the same thing, essentially, everything and everyone. We’re all one and the same; that knowledge is deeply spiritual to me.”

“It is to me too,” he murmured. Then he reached over a hand and tucked an escaped curl behind my ear, making my pulse quicken. I turned to him and thought how tired he seemed to suddenly look, his eyes weary, old beyond their years.

“There’s no greater comfort than that, is there?” he said. I shook my head slowly.

“I don’t think so,” I whispered.

Arwan parked next

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