{"id":2339,"date":"2014-12-29T00:00:45","date_gmt":"2014-12-29T05:00:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2339"},"modified":"2014-12-28T19:35:11","modified_gmt":"2014-12-29T00:35:11","slug":"one-06","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2339","title":{"rendered":"One &#8211; 06"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>\u201cThey\u2019re coming.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Jacqueline turned toward the speaker, a boy\u2014no, a young man\u2014who looked so painfully like Thom my throat tightened. The ground shuddered beneath their feet and she struggled to catch her balance, her eyes meeting his.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWho, Lin?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cThe ones Mom wrote about. The ones her journal said would come.\u201d He glanced down. \u201cThe ones that Tory and I have been waiting for.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 The ground heaved again. Earthquakes? I wondered. Jacqueline shook her head hard.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cLin\u2014\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He just stared at her. \u201cWe have to. You know we have to. Uncle Matt knows it. Phelan knows it. You can\u2019t stop us, Aunt Jac. We have to go.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cJust because your mother\u2019s journal\u2014\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cDad\u2019s said it, too.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She went silent, staring at him, his gaze steady. She was the one to look away first. \u201cAm I the first person you\u2019ve told?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNo,\u201d he said. \u201cUncle Matt already knows. I think Tory was going to tell Phelan and Uncle Jay. I said I\u2019d tell you.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Jacqueline snorted and shook her head. \u201cWell, you\u2019ve made it abundantly clear that I can\u2019t stop you. But will you at least wait until these damned earthquakes settle down?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIf we can,\u201d he said, glancing away. \u201cAre you sure they\u2019re earthquakes?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWhat else could they be?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He stared at her for a long moment. She shivered and turned away.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I shivered, too.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMarin? Marin?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I startled, wavering on my feet and blinking blearily at Neve. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2014were you seeing something?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>My lips thinned and I looked toward the walls, nodding slightly. \u201cDid you\u2014did you and Cameron talk about what you were naming your twins?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She stared at me for a long moment before she swallowed hard. \u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBecause I saw my son talking to Jacqueline,\u201d I whispered. \u201cAnd he was talking about him and someone named Tory waiting for someone that I\u2019d written about.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She went white as a sheet. \u201cTory,\u201d she whispered. \u201cShort for Artorius. <em>D\u00e9ithe agus arrachtaigh<\/em>, Marin. What could it mean?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d I said grimly, \u201cbut someday, we\u2019re going to find out.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cThey\u2019re coming.\u201d \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Jacqueline turned toward the speaker, a boy\u2014no, a young man\u2014who looked so painfully like Thom my throat tightened. The ground shuddered beneath their feet and she struggled to catch her balance, her eyes meeting his. \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cWho, &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2339\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[124,126,14],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2339","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-5","category-chapter-01-book-5","category-story"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1EBlN-BJ","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2339","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2339"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2339\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2340,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2339\/revisions\/2340"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2339"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2339"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2339"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}