My Soul to Save
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I felt my eyes go wide, and my reflection in the mirror looked as terrified as I felt. Can I do that?
Cant you? Confusion flitted across his features. Isnt that what my moms supposed to be teaching you?
I dont know! She hasnt shown me a syllabus. Can she ferry people?
Yeah. He nodded firmly. And you have to get her to teach you how. We cant do this without you, Kaylee.
I sighed, and the bleak weight of responsibility settled almost physically over me. I had no choice. But my dad was going to kill me when he found out, and the collateral damage would likely include both Nash and Tod. And Harmony, when he discovered her unwitting assistance. But hopefully that wouldnt be until after wed returned Addys and Regans souls to their rightful bodies.
Fine. But you owe me. Starting now.
Absolutely. Relief half relaxed his features, and the reaper leaned forward in my chair. Whatever you want.
Can you get my phone out of my dads room without waking him up?
No problem. He was gone before I could warn him to be careful.
Several seconds later, as I sat frozen on my bed, irrationally afraid to move in case the squealing springs woke my father, Tod popped back into my room, cradling my slim red phone in one palm.
He shot me a crooked grin, blue eyes sparkling with mischief. Did you know your dad sleeps in boxers?
Ew. Thanks for the visual. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through the menu to check my missed calls. Five from my dad and four from Emma. We must have hit a dead zone on the highway, and I hadnt checked my messages.
I selected the last voice mail Emma had left and held the phone to my ear, one hand on my hip as I glanced at Tod. I need my books from my car, then Ill need you to put this back wherever my dad left it.
Tod gave me a mock bow. Anything else? Can I fan you with a big palm leaf? Feed you grapes while you write your homework in my blood?
Shh! I hissed, waving him off as Emmas voice spoke to me from my phone. You said you owed me!
He frowned and popped out of my room in time for me to hear most of the missed message. tried to cover for you, but he called the theater first, and they told him you werent working. You better call him and do some damage control, Kaylee. Ill see you tomorrow.
The phone beeped in my ear as her message ended. Shed tried to warn me.
Tod popped back into my room holding my chemistry text and a notebook as I pressed a button to call Emma back. She answered on the third ring, and I gestured for him to set my stuff on my desk.
Kay? Its twelve-thirty in themorning, Emma mumbled. It sounded like she had her face buried in the phone. Whats wrong?
Sorry, Em, but its kind of an emergency. Can Nash and I get a ride to school tomorrow?
Course. She sounded a little more alert, and springs squealed as she sat up in bed. What happened to your car?
My dad took my keys and my phone for a week.
Ouch. Ill be there at seven-thirty. Which meant seven-forty-five, in Emma-land. Wed be late to school, but that was better than riding the bus with the freshmen.
Thanks. Youre awesome.
I know, she slurred, already half asleep again. Bye. The phone clicked in my ear and Emma was gone. I spared a moment to hope she remembered us in the morning. Then I sank onto my bed, suddenly very sleepy, now that the immediate problem was resolved.
Tell Nash to be here at seven-thirty if he wants a ride. Id driven him to school most mornings since we started going out. I glanced at the textbook on my desk, briefly considering my homework. But I was too tired to mess with that. Id do it at lunch. So whats the plan for tomorrow?
We go downtown and find the disposal facility, then start asking questions until we hear what we need to know, Tod said, slouching in my chair again.
Simple. I like it. I sat on my pillow and slid my legs beneath my covers. When?
After school?
Nope. My dadll call, and if Im not here to answer, hellI dont know. Call the cops or something.
Tod scowled, an odd look on his cherubic features. Youre not looking at the big picture, Kaylee. Addys soul is at stake. Ive traded two hospital shifts in a row and will probably have to do it again tomorrow. The least you can do is drop off your dads radar for a couple of hours after school.
Okay, first of all, were not out of time just yet. Tomorrows Wednesday, and Addys not supposed to die until Thursday. And we cant do this until I learn how to turn myself into a Netherworld ferry. Which meant Id have to convince my father to let me go for my how-to-be-a-bean-sidhe lesson after school, in spite of the grounding.
Then Id have to talk Harmony into teaching me what I needed to know, without telling her why I needed to know it.
Besides, we need a car. You can blink into Dallas whenever you want, but Nash and I cant. And Im not taking the bus in the middle of the night.
Middle of the night? He leaned forward in my chair, brows dipped low in concern. Isnt that cutting it kind of close?
Cant you? Confusion flitted across his features. Isnt that what my moms supposed to be teaching you?
I dont know! She hasnt shown me a syllabus. Can she ferry people?
Yeah. He nodded firmly. And you have to get her to teach you how. We cant do this without you, Kaylee.
I sighed, and the bleak weight of responsibility settled almost physically over me. I had no choice. But my dad was going to kill me when he found out, and the collateral damage would likely include both Nash and Tod. And Harmony, when he discovered her unwitting assistance. But hopefully that wouldnt be until after wed returned Addys and Regans souls to their rightful bodies.
Fine. But you owe me. Starting now.
Absolutely. Relief half relaxed his features, and the reaper leaned forward in my chair. Whatever you want.
Can you get my phone out of my dads room without waking him up?
No problem. He was gone before I could warn him to be careful.
Several seconds later, as I sat frozen on my bed, irrationally afraid to move in case the squealing springs woke my father, Tod popped back into my room, cradling my slim red phone in one palm.
He shot me a crooked grin, blue eyes sparkling with mischief. Did you know your dad sleeps in boxers?
Ew. Thanks for the visual. I grabbed my phone and scrolled through the menu to check my missed calls. Five from my dad and four from Emma. We must have hit a dead zone on the highway, and I hadnt checked my messages.
I selected the last voice mail Emma had left and held the phone to my ear, one hand on my hip as I glanced at Tod. I need my books from my car, then Ill need you to put this back wherever my dad left it.
Tod gave me a mock bow. Anything else? Can I fan you with a big palm leaf? Feed you grapes while you write your homework in my blood?
Shh! I hissed, waving him off as Emmas voice spoke to me from my phone. You said you owed me!
He frowned and popped out of my room in time for me to hear most of the missed message. tried to cover for you, but he called the theater first, and they told him you werent working. You better call him and do some damage control, Kaylee. Ill see you tomorrow.
The phone beeped in my ear as her message ended. Shed tried to warn me.
Tod popped back into my room holding my chemistry text and a notebook as I pressed a button to call Emma back. She answered on the third ring, and I gestured for him to set my stuff on my desk.
Kay? Its twelve-thirty in themorning, Emma mumbled. It sounded like she had her face buried in the phone. Whats wrong?
Sorry, Em, but its kind of an emergency. Can Nash and I get a ride to school tomorrow?
Course. She sounded a little more alert, and springs squealed as she sat up in bed. What happened to your car?
My dad took my keys and my phone for a week.
Ouch. Ill be there at seven-thirty. Which meant seven-forty-five, in Emma-land. Wed be late to school, but that was better than riding the bus with the freshmen.
Thanks. Youre awesome.
I know, she slurred, already half asleep again. Bye. The phone clicked in my ear and Emma was gone. I spared a moment to hope she remembered us in the morning. Then I sank onto my bed, suddenly very sleepy, now that the immediate problem was resolved.
Tell Nash to be here at seven-thirty if he wants a ride. Id driven him to school most mornings since we started going out. I glanced at the textbook on my desk, briefly considering my homework. But I was too tired to mess with that. Id do it at lunch. So whats the plan for tomorrow?
We go downtown and find the disposal facility, then start asking questions until we hear what we need to know, Tod said, slouching in my chair again.
Simple. I like it. I sat on my pillow and slid my legs beneath my covers. When?
After school?
Nope. My dadll call, and if Im not here to answer, hellI dont know. Call the cops or something.
Tod scowled, an odd look on his cherubic features. Youre not looking at the big picture, Kaylee. Addys soul is at stake. Ive traded two hospital shifts in a row and will probably have to do it again tomorrow. The least you can do is drop off your dads radar for a couple of hours after school.
Okay, first of all, were not out of time just yet. Tomorrows Wednesday, and Addys not supposed to die until Thursday. And we cant do this until I learn how to turn myself into a Netherworld ferry. Which meant Id have to convince my father to let me go for my how-to-be-a-bean-sidhe lesson after school, in spite of the grounding.
Then Id have to talk Harmony into teaching me what I needed to know, without telling her why I needed to know it.
Besides, we need a car. You can blink into Dallas whenever you want, but Nash and I cant. And Im not taking the bus in the middle of the night.
Middle of the night? He leaned forward in my chair, brows dipped low in concern. Isnt that cutting it kind of close?
