it.
When I pulled away from the iPhone’s recording, I noticed mist bending in and out of my leg and the bench. Chills rushed down my spine, and I felt as if someone stood behind me, watching. It was hard to describe what I felt exactly. Almost like something warm, something large, something encompassing... all around me. I jerked around. Goose bumps ran up and down my arms, but the fog dissipated and I saw no one.
I didn’t have time to think about a stalker. I had to get to the memorial. Molly and Jennifer would be there, and I had so many more questions that needed answers. Questions that maybe Tommy’s friends or family could answer.
Texting Molly, I demanded she get to the park pronto. She showed up in twenty minutes. I didn’t like standing in the park alone, waiting. And the image of those wings circled my mind. The wings in the reflection of the Kindle on the bed in my room. The wings in the alleyway that I had seen on the recorder. Then the wings in the book Tommy used.
Something strange was going on in New York City, and I might just be the only one aware of it.
Strutting up to the sedan that was pulling up along the park curb, I hopped in the back seat. I didn’t want to tell them what I found. After all, Molly just about laughed at me when I told her what I saw in the reflection of the Kindle. And this recording probably had nothing to do with Tommy’s fall. We saw what Clark did to the newbie. He was hot on our investigative radar. This angel thing needed to be kept secret. If this recording got out, the city would flip. And Jennifer had a big mouth; after all, the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. God, I could only imagine this recorder in the hands of her father, the lawyer! Police would be all over it. And my brother! I had to keep this buried.
“ So what did you do all day?” Molly craned her neck from the passenger seat to eyeball me. “Didn’t hear from you all day.”
“ I...”
Jennifer looked up at me through the rearview mirror, searching my facial gestures for honesty. Came with the territory, out of habit I guess.
“ I just had a few errands to run. What did you all do?”
“ Candle shopping, looking up Clark in last year’s Yearbook. We thought maybe we’d find something.” Jennifer tucked red hair under her knit hat.
“ Didn’t you find anything in your brother’s stash?” Molly caught my gaze in the rearview mirror as Jen focused on the road “Isn’t that why you wanted us to leave?”
“ Yeah, but I looked and found nothing.” I swallowed hard and hoped Jennifer didn’t notice. It was best if they didn’t know. It didn’t have to do with Clark anyway, but I hated lying to them. Couldn’t remember the last time I had.
When the memorial service started, the sky covered us like a blanket. A sea of people stood in the mall parking lot. I’d never seen so many people in one spot. Then the sky crackled. Of all days, the sky wanted to rain today. But no one left. Thank God, no one left. We would stay and show our respects. Tommy’s mom and dad spoke into a microphone thanking everyone. His mom read a poem and his dad said a few words about how we’d all miss him and how he had gone too soon. Tears streamed down faces around me and I found that even I began to cry, and then we lit the candles and waved them in the air. Photos were held up to remind us all of the good times, good times some of us did not even have.
With my arms slung around Molly and Jennifer on either side I saw Dameon weave through the crowd in the distance. His expression was unreadable. As he heading in my direction, I would have recognized those liquid black eyes and that black leather jacket anywhere. Our eyes locked, and I felt like the world around me disappeared in a spout of tunnel vision. God, was he really coming to me? When he was only a few feet away, he raked his fingers through his raven hair and I could have crooned. I’d seen wings like heaven on Tommy’s iPhone, but
When I pulled away from the iPhone’s recording, I noticed mist bending in and out of my leg and the bench. Chills rushed down my spine, and I felt as if someone stood behind me, watching. It was hard to describe what I felt exactly. Almost like something warm, something large, something encompassing... all around me. I jerked around. Goose bumps ran up and down my arms, but the fog dissipated and I saw no one.
I didn’t have time to think about a stalker. I had to get to the memorial. Molly and Jennifer would be there, and I had so many more questions that needed answers. Questions that maybe Tommy’s friends or family could answer.
Texting Molly, I demanded she get to the park pronto. She showed up in twenty minutes. I didn’t like standing in the park alone, waiting. And the image of those wings circled my mind. The wings in the reflection of the Kindle on the bed in my room. The wings in the alleyway that I had seen on the recorder. Then the wings in the book Tommy used.
Something strange was going on in New York City, and I might just be the only one aware of it.
Strutting up to the sedan that was pulling up along the park curb, I hopped in the back seat. I didn’t want to tell them what I found. After all, Molly just about laughed at me when I told her what I saw in the reflection of the Kindle. And this recording probably had nothing to do with Tommy’s fall. We saw what Clark did to the newbie. He was hot on our investigative radar. This angel thing needed to be kept secret. If this recording got out, the city would flip. And Jennifer had a big mouth; after all, the apple didn’t fall far from the tree. God, I could only imagine this recorder in the hands of her father, the lawyer! Police would be all over it. And my brother! I had to keep this buried.
“ So what did you do all day?” Molly craned her neck from the passenger seat to eyeball me. “Didn’t hear from you all day.”
“ I...”
Jennifer looked up at me through the rearview mirror, searching my facial gestures for honesty. Came with the territory, out of habit I guess.
“ I just had a few errands to run. What did you all do?”
“ Candle shopping, looking up Clark in last year’s Yearbook. We thought maybe we’d find something.” Jennifer tucked red hair under her knit hat.
“ Didn’t you find anything in your brother’s stash?” Molly caught my gaze in the rearview mirror as Jen focused on the road “Isn’t that why you wanted us to leave?”
“ Yeah, but I looked and found nothing.” I swallowed hard and hoped Jennifer didn’t notice. It was best if they didn’t know. It didn’t have to do with Clark anyway, but I hated lying to them. Couldn’t remember the last time I had.
When the memorial service started, the sky covered us like a blanket. A sea of people stood in the mall parking lot. I’d never seen so many people in one spot. Then the sky crackled. Of all days, the sky wanted to rain today. But no one left. Thank God, no one left. We would stay and show our respects. Tommy’s mom and dad spoke into a microphone thanking everyone. His mom read a poem and his dad said a few words about how we’d all miss him and how he had gone too soon. Tears streamed down faces around me and I found that even I began to cry, and then we lit the candles and waved them in the air. Photos were held up to remind us all of the good times, good times some of us did not even have.
With my arms slung around Molly and Jennifer on either side I saw Dameon weave through the crowd in the distance. His expression was unreadable. As he heading in my direction, I would have recognized those liquid black eyes and that black leather jacket anywhere. Our eyes locked, and I felt like the world around me disappeared in a spout of tunnel vision. God, was he really coming to me? When he was only a few feet away, he raked his fingers through his raven hair and I could have crooned. I’d seen wings like heaven on Tommy’s iPhone, but
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