by Beth Yarnall
“Dad.” Erin rushed to her father.
Donald stopped his pacing and squinted at his daughter.
“Where’s Auntie? And where are your glasses?”
Donald put a hand up to his temple. “Glasses?”
Graham hung back, watching the exchange that seemed all too familiar.
Erin’s gaze wandered from the tips of her father’s hair to his slippered feet. “Where are your shoes and jacket? It’s freezing outside.”
Rubbing his bare arms, Donald’s brow creased. “Freezing.”
Graham stepped forward with his jacket. “Here.”
“Thank you.” Erin took the jacket and bundled her father into it. “Better?”
Donald smoothed his hair back from his face.
“Where’s Auntie? What do the doctors say?”
Donald blinked at Erin for a moment, then pointed to a door. Erin glanced back and forth between the door and her dad.
“I’ll stay with him,” Graham offered. “How about some coffee, Donald? I bet there’s a machine in the waiting room.” To Erin he said, “We’ll wait for you in there.”
“Thank you.” She turned to go see her aunt.
Graham clapped Donald on the back. “How about that coffee?”
Donald followed alongside Graham. They found a machine in the waiting area that dribbled out weak-looking dredge. It tasted worse than it looked, but Graham drank it anyway. He sat in companionable silence with Donald, each of them absorbed in their thoughts.
Erin had mentioned her father’s and aunt’s troubles with their abilities, but the condition Donald was in had an eerie familiarity that made Graham think of his mother. He cast a look at Donald who sat staring into his untouched coffee, pulling at a tuft of hair over his ear. Graham reached over and lowered the man’s hand. Donald looked at him with eyes the same color as Erin’s and in their depths he saw an emptiness that cast chills over his skin. Would this happen to Erin?
Graham got up and looked down the hall. He’d promised Erin he’d stay with Donald, but all he wanted to do was go out and do something, anything that would bring all of this to an end. And he wanted Erin so bad he could hardly breathe when she was near.
He liked her too. She challenged him in ways he’d never been tested. She was different around him, more direct. She stood toe to toe with him and gave as good as she got. She was so freakin’ beautiful, sometimes he had to blink twice just to make sure she was real. And someone or something was messing with her and her family.
Graham jammed his hands in his pockets and looked back at Donald. Maybe he’d know what was happening. He went to the man and sank back down in the chair next to him.
“Donald?”
Donald turned his head toward him with eyebrows raised.
“Do you know what’s happening? To you? To Cerie?”
“Happening?” Donald looked at Graham, his gaze fixed and unfocused. But wait. Graham could see it. A spark. A fire burning deep and fierce.
No. Not vacant.
Trapped.
Trapped within his own mind.
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