Category Archives: Day 7

            I sucked in a breath as I came awake, warmer and with my cheek pressed against Thom’s bare shoulder.  The rain had settled into a soft rhythm, much quieter and less violent than before.  It was almost soothing.  My … Continue reading →

            “His—what?  Whose?”  Shit, what the hell is she—one of the fairies?  From the Shakespeare garden?  “Carolyn?”             Her brow furrowed and she closed her mouth, glancing between the glimmer at her shoulder and me.  “Can’t you see him?”             … Continue reading →

            They’d piled three blankets over me by the time I was finally coherent enough to get undressed and bedded down.  The rain continued to pound us, though the worst of the thunder and lightning passed within a few hours … Continue reading →

            I spent the next hour with Matt, making and serving breakfast, hoping against hope that the storm didn’t blow our tents right over and trying not to think about whatever Greg and Thom might have been talking about other … Continue reading →

            The storm swept in within ten minutes of the first peal of thunder, rain falling in impenetrable sheets as lightning flashed and thunder rolled, shaking everything from the tent’s roof to the ground beneath our feet.  Our meeting broke … Continue reading →

            Smoke curled above the knot of small houses sheltering behind the wall that had grown since I’d last seen it.  My heart swelled so much I thought it might burst.  How long had it been since I’d seen this … Continue reading →

            “Speaking of plans and figuring, what’ve you got, Thom?”  J.T. had finally settled down again, a mug of coffee sitting on the ground next to his knee.  He’d claimed Thom’s stick for poking the fire and was keeping an … Continue reading →

            I sank down next to Thom fifteen minutes later, near the cheerfully crackling fire that he was still poking every so often with a stick.  I stretched my hands out toward the flames, letting warmth bleed into them from … Continue reading →

            I lay awake with Thom’s arms around my waist, watching as the sky went from a flat slab of sullen blue-black to a twisting mass of navy and slate gray as the sun struggling to rise on the eastern … Continue reading →