[Whispering Woods #2] Whisper of Memory by Brinda Berry

Author:Brinda Berry
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Urban, Young Adult, Action & Adventure, Paranormal, Fiction, Romance, Fantasy
ISBN: 9780991632077
Publisher: Sweet Biscuit Publishing LLC
Published: 2014-11-02T00:00:00+00:00

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“Hey, watch out.” A slim man with a shiny head unloaded supplies and equipment from the back of his SUV. His mustard-colored turtleneck sweater made his neck seem long and narrow. I thought of a giraffe carrying boxes and suppressed a giggle.

Em and I scooted away a couple of feet to clear a path for unloading. Since they said we couldn’t touch anything until they organized the equipment, we both stood awkwardly watching. Austin had disappeared in search of sodas after being told to wait.

We were a couple of miles from Goliath. Everyone’s cars sat in a small circle of bare earth that served as a makeshift parking lot. Although we weren’t far from the freeway, no other cars, not even one, rumbled along the dirt road. The dense foliage lining the nearby railroad track hid the outside world from view, giving us a view of only the metal rails and occasional discarded timbers.

I shoved my hands into my pockets and shivered. Goliath was cold. My hoodie was warm enough, but I wished that I’d worn gloves.

Em looked toasty in her wool sweater, gloves, scarf, toboggan cap, and boots, ready for a blizzard. “Here, take my scarf. I’m hot,” she said.

I smiled. “You sure?”

“Yeah, yeah. My mom made me put all this on. It’s not that cold out here.”

“OK, then. Thanks.” I reached for her pretty pink scarf. “How’d you get permission to stay out all night?”

“Said it was a school assignment. Sounded really legit.”

“Smart.”

“They’re afraid I’ll let my grades slip since it’s our senior year. I could tie anything to a grade and they’d say yes. What about you? Your dad doesn’t care?”

“Nah.”

“Your dad traveling this month?”

“Not every day.” We hesitated to talk about anything more personal as the crew worked around us, carrying bags to an area near the railroad tracks.

A brunette wearing a navy suit approached. I studied her polished looks and briefly felt envious of her and Em. The feeling quickly passed. At least Em was naturally pretty. This woman’s makeup would take an hour at least.

“Hello, girls,” the woman said, her teeth blinding.

“Hi,” Em answered with a bright smile.

The brunette looked around, and then her gaze returned to us. “Busy around here this morning.”

Em and I nodded awkwardly. I snuck a look at Em and raised my eyebrows. Shifting from foot to foot, I waited for the woman to say something.

“I’m Alexandria.” The woman held out her hand. I zeroed in on her shiny silver rings and red nails.

Em took her hand. “Emily.”

I wondered if the woman belonged with the crew. “Mia Taylor,” I said, without taking her hand. I wasn’t trying to be unfriendly, but wished she would clue me in. “Alex, are you with our group?” I asked.

“Alexandria.” Her smile irritated me. “Yes, I’m here as an observer.” She leaned forward and whispered, “I’m a reporter. They don’t allow reporters to attend, so I’m here as a participant.”

That was interesting. I wondered if they would throw her out if they knew. This group had been pretty no-nonsense, judging from the sign-up process.

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