I shoved my hands deep into the pockets of my sweater as I headed out toward the bridge. I felt better now that I\u2019d finally told Phelan and Thom what I was thinking, but the ache was still there, the one that had started the minute I\u2019d learned Matt was missing, that he\u2019d been taken.<\/p>\n
I could learn to live with that hurt, though\u2014I would have to. There was no denying that anymore.<\/p>\n
Matt was gone and I might never see him again.<\/p>\n
J.T. stood at the center of the bridge over the ravine. He didn\u2019t look up as I approached, though I knew he must have heard me coming, felt me coming. The bridge vibrated slightly with each step, just like it always did, always had. I was nearly on top of him by the time he looked up, looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u201cAoife found you,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n
I nodded. \u201cShe said you needed to talk to me. What\u2019s going on? Everything okay?\u201d<\/p>\n
He grimaced and I felt a slight chill, the same one that I always got right before \u00c9riu manifested.<\/p>\n
\u201cYou didn\u2019t want to talk to me.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI did,\u201d he said. \u201cBut so does she.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019m sorry,<\/em>\u201d her voice whispered a moment before she shimmered into view in J.T.\u2019s shadow. \u201cBut I didn\u2019t want to startle you.<\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n I closed my eyes for a moment and nodded, trying to swallow past the lump in my throat. I still wasn\u2019t completely used to her presence, despite the fact that she\u2019d been lurking among us, mostly unseen, for months now.<\/p>\n It wasn\u2019t necessarily the fact that she was a ghost watching over Neve and I that necessarily bothered me, I\u2019d come to realize. It was the fact that she\u2019d once been my daughter<\/em> in another life that hadn\u2019t moved on to whatever came next that bothered me\u2014considering that in that other life, my life as Brigh\u00edd, was now thousands of years ago in a time lost to history.<\/p>\n I took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. \u201cWell,\u201d I said softly. \u201cWhat did you want to tell me?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" I shoved my hands deep into the pockets of my sweater as I headed out toward the bridge. I felt better now that I\u2019d finally told Phelan and Thom what I was thinking, but the ache was still there, the … Continue reading