CHAPTER FOUR HUNDRED AND FORTY-SIX
“I feel awful,” Jacob said. “Jill struggled — with our children, with herself. It was unfair of me to wander so far. And I barely made it out!”
“But you did make it out,” Abi said.
Jacob glared at her. Yvonne put her hand on his arm.
“You are missing his point,” Yvonne said. “Everyone suffered because Jacob was gone. The three day ceremony and all of that …”
“Which brought about the birth of my child,” Abi said. “Yes, I remember all of it. I also acknowledge the suffering. What you say, Jacob, is not untrue.”
Abi turned her hand over. A cell phone appeared in her outstretched hand.
“Call Jill,” Abi said. “Tell her your predicament. Let her decide, if you must.”
Jacob picked up the phone. By some magic, the phone actually had bars signaling that it was connected to the network. He dialed Jill’s cell phone.
“Hey!” Jill said, her voice lifting in happy surprised. “I didn’t expect to hear from you. We just finished breakfast. I was just settling in to study. The kids are getting ready for the zoo. Would you like to talk with them?”
In the background, he heard the still quiet of her office.
“I need to speak to you about something serious,” Jacob said.
“Let me close the door,” Jill said. He heard the sound of the door closing in the background. “Did you hear about Fin testing his girls’ powers?”
“I heard something about it,” Jacob said.
“Let me tell you,” Jill said. “He is now appropriately terrified of our Katy.”
Jill laughed. Jacob was too uncomfortable to laugh.
“Gosh, this must be serious,” Jill said. “What’s going on?”
“I’m up here at the Marlowe Mine with Abi and Yvonne,” Jacob said.
“I knew you were going there,” Jill said.
“It looks like the entrance was specifically set for someone like me,” Jacob said.
“Didn’t your mother tell you that?” Jill asked. “Something like the precious gem is there for the right heir? I think Val told me something like that when you gave me the Marlowe diamond.”
Jill happy voice sounded so good to his ear that he let her talk without interruption.
“Well, it’s true,” Jacob said.
“And?” Jill asked.
“It’s likely to be one of those things,” Jacob said. “Like the Isle of Mann and the Sea of Amber and …”
“The Fire of Hell?” Jill asked. “Yeah. I know.”
“What do you mean, ‘You know’?” Jacob asked.
“I don’t know know, you know, specifically,” Jill said. “But it seemed that way when Delphie first went there. I’ve talked to Heather about it a couple of times. They don’t know anything at Olympia about them, just that they exist. I think Abi’s been around the world trying to get information about it and …”
“I thought I’d help Delphie, you know, do her Delphie thing,” Jacob said.
“What’s funny?” Jacob asked.
“Saving the world is your wheelhouse,” Jill said. “Not Delphie’s or mine or really anyone else’s, except maybe Blane, but then really, he saved you, not the world.”
“There was something about cartoon dwarves,” Jacob said, his self-loathing lifted by her cheer.
“That was Heather,” Jill said. “She loves cartoon dwarves.”
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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