Chapter 4. Tell Me

“You felt them, but you didn’t actually see them? Or one, as in singular?” Sierra gazes at Colton, questioning him as we sit across from her at breakfast, something we usually share in her suite as she prefers it that way. Colton slides me the platter of pancakes as he shrugs her way. It’s late for breakfast, but our patrol duties sometimes push us to eat nearer noon a couple of times a week.

“Felt. Possibly just one, but I can’t be sure. I didn’t see them at all, but my eyes turned blue, and I could feel their magic in the air; faint, but it was there. Just out beyond the perimeter.” Colton dishes me some and throws me that soft smile that translates to ‘I love you’ as he adds maple syrup to the stack he’s given me. I help myself to bacon and dig in while his mother stares pensively at his face.

Sierra sighs and looks torn for a long moment as we tuck into the pancakes, bacon, and eggs I insisted I was dying for this morning. My appetite has been huge since we began to