CHAPTER FOUR HUNDRED and NINETY-THREE
Sunday morning — 6:32 a.m.
Wrapped in warm gear, Yvonne stood on the deck facing the Evergreen Cemetery. She’d been up since before first light. She’d wanted to see if she could see this thing, this “Fire of Hell”, in the dim-light of dawn. Hearing the sliding door open behind her, she turned to see Jacob. He was carrying two cups of earl grey tea with cream. He held one out to her, which she took. He closed the door behind him and joined her at the edge of the deck. They stood together in the cold early morning silently drinking their tea. She nodded to the cup.
“You didn’t make me my special tea,” Yvonne said.
“I didn’t,” Jacob said. “Would you rather have that?”
Yvonne shook her head.
“Best to be at my highest power,” Yvonne said evenly.
“Have you ever gone without your tea?” Jacob asked.
Yvonne thought for a moment and then shook her head.
“It was something Rodney thought of,” Yvonne said.
“What was?” Jacob asked.
“I wasn’t really sure why I was invited on this … adventure,” Yvonne said. “Rodney and I talked a lot about it. We decided that it might have something to do with whatever the tea keeps at bay.”
“How many days have you not had the tea?” Jacob asked.
“Just today,” Yvonne gave Jacob an ironic smile. “I was too afraid not to take it in town in case … I don’t know something like happens on 1970s sitcoms happens.”
“You blew out the entire neighborhood?” Jacob asked with a laugh.
“Or worse.” Yvonne grinned. “The Russians respond with some nukes and then … It’s all she wrote. Just because I didn’t take my tea.”
Jacob grinned at Yvonne. He hadn’t spent a lot of time with Yvonne, but by his eye, she seemed more beautiful — glowing and alive — than usual. He wondered if that had something to do with the tea.
“Will you know how to wield the power?” Jacob asked.
Yvonne turned to look at him. Their eyes held for a second before she shook her head.
“I’ll tell you what,” Jacob said. “Why don’t we spend the morning at the Marlowe mine? You can see what powers you have.”
“Why do you think I have any?” Yvonne asked.
“I think you’re one of the most powerful people I’ve ever met,” Jacob said. “The question is what are those powers? Can you move things like I can? Can you bend time like Abi or the other fairies? What are you good at? What do you like?”
“I did all of that when I was a kid,” Jacob said. “Valerie, too. It’s just time to figure it out for you.”
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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