My Soul to Keep
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Emma wouldnt be so lucky. She and Sophie had taken refuge four doors down, in Laura Bells living room. LauraSophies best friend and fellow dancerhad only let Emma in because Nash used the male bean sidhes vocal Influence to convince her.
But just in case, wed sent Tod to watch out for Emma. Invisibly, of course.
Nashs arms tightened around me as a uniformed policeman clomped across the street toward us. Miss he glanced at the notebook in his hands Cavanaugh, are you sure you dont need a ride?
I have one, thanks. I let him think Nash was my ride so I wouldnt have to mention Emma or her car.
The cop glanced at Nash, and my heart fell into my stomach. Hed finished his one drink hours earlier, but suddenly I was afraid the cop would make him walk the line or breathe into something. But when Nash didnt flinch beneath the appraisal, the cops gaze found me again.
You want me to call your parents?
I hesitated, trying to look like I was seriously considering that option. Then I shook my head decisively. Um, no thanks. I waved my cell for him to see. Ill call my dad.
He shrugged. Theyre hauling your car to the body shop on Third, and the guys there should have an estimate for you in a couple of days. But personally, I think an angry word from your lawyer could get this Fuller kids parents to buy you a new one. He looks like he can afford it the cop shot a contemptuous glance over one shoulder and Im willing to bet a years pay that kids baked hotter than an apple pie. Theyre taking him to Arlington Memorial, so make sure your lawyer gets a look at his blood-test results.
I nodded, numb, and the cop glanced at Nash over my head. Get her home safely.
Nashs chin brushed the back of my head as he nodded, and when the cop was out of hearing range, I twisted to find Nashs irises swirling languidly with none of the urgent fear skittering through me.
Do you think the blood test will show anything?
No way. Nash shook his head firmly. Theres not a human lab built that can detect a Netherworld substance, and that cop lacks the necessary equipment to do it himself. He tapped my nose and smiled reassuringly, and for a moment, I felt like a supernatural bloodhound. You ready to go?
I guess. I stared as the tow truck pulled away with my car, and a second one backed slowly toward Dougs Mustang.
Doug sat on the floor of the ambulance, legs dangling over the edge, and as I watched, another officer held out a small electronic device with a mouthpiece on one end. Doug blew into the breathalyzer, and the cop glanced at the reading, then smacked the device on the palm of his hand. Like it wasnt working.
It probablyshowed at least one beer, but nowhere near enough to account for his current state. Nash was right; neither humans nor technology could detect Demons Breath. I wasnt sure whether to be happy about that, or scared out of my mind.
We knocked on Laura Bells door as the ambulance pulled away, followed closely by the second wrecker pulling Dougs car. Laura led us through a large, tiled foyer and into a sunken living room full of dark colors and expensive woods.
Emma sat in a stiff wingback chair, looking lost and half-asleep. When I reached to help her up, Tod popped into view a foot away and I nearly jumped out of my skin. Would I never get used to that?
Shes fine, Tod said as I knelt to look into Emmas heavy-lidded eyes, and I knew by the lack of a reaction from anyone elseincluding Nashthat no one else could see him. She just needs to sleep it off. And to get away from these squawking harpies you call friends.
In fact, I did not call Sophie and Laura friends, but I couldnt explain that without looking crazy to everyone who didnt see the invisible dead boy. So I scowled at the reaper as I helped Emma up, and Nash wrapped her other arm around his neck.
Hey, Sophie, do you want a ride? I asked as we passed my cousin, standing with her hand propped on one denim-clad hip.
She sneered at me with shiny pink lips. Didnt Doug just wrap your rolling scrap pile around a mailbox?
In Emmas car, I said through gritted teeth.
Sophie sank onto the couch and crossed one skinny leg over the other. Im staying with Laura.
Fine. They deserved each other. Thanks for watching her, I said to Tod.
Someone had to. But before I could answer, the reaper popped out of existence again, presumably gone back to the hospital, where he was no doubt overdue.
Just get her out of here before my parents get home, Laura said, assuming I was talking to her. They dont like me hanging out with drunk sluts. I bit back a dozen replies about the irony of her friendship with Sophie and settled for slamming the door on our way out.
I called my dad on the drive home, but he was working overtime again, and I got his voice mail. I hung up without leaving a message, because somehow my car got rammed by a linebacker high on Demons Breath just seemed like the kind of thing hed want to hear in person.
It was almost midnightmy official curfewwhen I pulled into my driveway, and Emma had fallen asleep in her own backseat. Nash carried her inside and put her on my bed. I took off her shoes, then curled up next to Nash on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a sci-fi channel broadcast of the original Night of the Living Deada holiday classic if Id ever seen one.
But just in case, wed sent Tod to watch out for Emma. Invisibly, of course.
Nashs arms tightened around me as a uniformed policeman clomped across the street toward us. Miss he glanced at the notebook in his hands Cavanaugh, are you sure you dont need a ride?
I have one, thanks. I let him think Nash was my ride so I wouldnt have to mention Emma or her car.
The cop glanced at Nash, and my heart fell into my stomach. Hed finished his one drink hours earlier, but suddenly I was afraid the cop would make him walk the line or breathe into something. But when Nash didnt flinch beneath the appraisal, the cops gaze found me again.
You want me to call your parents?
I hesitated, trying to look like I was seriously considering that option. Then I shook my head decisively. Um, no thanks. I waved my cell for him to see. Ill call my dad.
He shrugged. Theyre hauling your car to the body shop on Third, and the guys there should have an estimate for you in a couple of days. But personally, I think an angry word from your lawyer could get this Fuller kids parents to buy you a new one. He looks like he can afford it the cop shot a contemptuous glance over one shoulder and Im willing to bet a years pay that kids baked hotter than an apple pie. Theyre taking him to Arlington Memorial, so make sure your lawyer gets a look at his blood-test results.
I nodded, numb, and the cop glanced at Nash over my head. Get her home safely.
Nashs chin brushed the back of my head as he nodded, and when the cop was out of hearing range, I twisted to find Nashs irises swirling languidly with none of the urgent fear skittering through me.
Do you think the blood test will show anything?
No way. Nash shook his head firmly. Theres not a human lab built that can detect a Netherworld substance, and that cop lacks the necessary equipment to do it himself. He tapped my nose and smiled reassuringly, and for a moment, I felt like a supernatural bloodhound. You ready to go?
I guess. I stared as the tow truck pulled away with my car, and a second one backed slowly toward Dougs Mustang.
Doug sat on the floor of the ambulance, legs dangling over the edge, and as I watched, another officer held out a small electronic device with a mouthpiece on one end. Doug blew into the breathalyzer, and the cop glanced at the reading, then smacked the device on the palm of his hand. Like it wasnt working.
It probablyshowed at least one beer, but nowhere near enough to account for his current state. Nash was right; neither humans nor technology could detect Demons Breath. I wasnt sure whether to be happy about that, or scared out of my mind.
We knocked on Laura Bells door as the ambulance pulled away, followed closely by the second wrecker pulling Dougs car. Laura led us through a large, tiled foyer and into a sunken living room full of dark colors and expensive woods.
Emma sat in a stiff wingback chair, looking lost and half-asleep. When I reached to help her up, Tod popped into view a foot away and I nearly jumped out of my skin. Would I never get used to that?
Shes fine, Tod said as I knelt to look into Emmas heavy-lidded eyes, and I knew by the lack of a reaction from anyone elseincluding Nashthat no one else could see him. She just needs to sleep it off. And to get away from these squawking harpies you call friends.
In fact, I did not call Sophie and Laura friends, but I couldnt explain that without looking crazy to everyone who didnt see the invisible dead boy. So I scowled at the reaper as I helped Emma up, and Nash wrapped her other arm around his neck.
Hey, Sophie, do you want a ride? I asked as we passed my cousin, standing with her hand propped on one denim-clad hip.
She sneered at me with shiny pink lips. Didnt Doug just wrap your rolling scrap pile around a mailbox?
In Emmas car, I said through gritted teeth.
Sophie sank onto the couch and crossed one skinny leg over the other. Im staying with Laura.
Fine. They deserved each other. Thanks for watching her, I said to Tod.
Someone had to. But before I could answer, the reaper popped out of existence again, presumably gone back to the hospital, where he was no doubt overdue.
Just get her out of here before my parents get home, Laura said, assuming I was talking to her. They dont like me hanging out with drunk sluts. I bit back a dozen replies about the irony of her friendship with Sophie and settled for slamming the door on our way out.
I called my dad on the drive home, but he was working overtime again, and I got his voice mail. I hung up without leaving a message, because somehow my car got rammed by a linebacker high on Demons Breath just seemed like the kind of thing hed want to hear in person.
It was almost midnightmy official curfewwhen I pulled into my driveway, and Emma had fallen asleep in her own backseat. Nash carried her inside and put her on my bed. I took off her shoes, then curled up next to Nash on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and a sci-fi channel broadcast of the original Night of the Living Deada holiday classic if Id ever seen one.
