Here I am and, believe it or not, it’s Excerpt Time! Really, I started working on the last scene of Chapter Twenty and decided, hey, it’d be nice to put out what I wrote tonight before I go to dinner. So here it is–
Although I have to talk a little about my league’s Recruitment Night on Wednesday, which went really well. We had about 15 people show up and if the last Recruitment Night is any indication, we’ll end up keeping about a third of them. I wouldn’t use my Recruitment Night as an example as I’m the only one left over from that evening, so here’s keeping our fingers crossed.
We had so many new people come out we didn’t have enough equipment for them all, and a couple of the OG removed their gear and loaded it out. We also got buddies that we are to stick with and help through the process of leaning to become a derby girl, and mine is Niki, who was really shaky in skates at first, but managed to make it through about half a pace line before rolling off to rest. I’m looking forward to seeing her again on Monday, and do Fresh Meat practice on Tuesday.
Oh, and we got a group picture, just like last time.
Yeah, there I am on the left with the white socks. Geez, I gotta fix that this weekend. Really.
So, excerpt time. The kids have left Memory’s End and are heading back to The Pentagon. And they’re talking. About? What do you think is the topic of discussion?
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017, 2018 by Cassidy Frazee)
They were on the long path back to the History and Arts Building, perhaps midway between the paths leading to Orchestra Hall and Gwydion Manor, before Annie decided it was time to speak about their vision. Since leaving Memory’s End Kerry hadn’t spoken once, but it was easy for Annie to see there was not only something on his mind, but it was disturbing him. “My love?”
Kerry continued looking straight ahead as he answered with his own question. “You don’t believe about what I said concerning Precognitive Amnesia, do you?”
“I believe it’s a real thing, otherwise Deanna would have called you out for lying.” Annie rubbed her fingers against the palm of Kerry’s left hand. “I don’t believe that happened to us, however.”
Kerry nodded as he slowed his pace. He looked about to see if they were alone, then continued. “When Deanna asked if you knew knew who the woman was, you said you couldn’t remember her name—”
“But do you remember what she was?”
At that moment Annie realized what Kerry was saying. “Yes, I do—the same as you. You know, don’t you?”
“Yeah.” He looked straight ahead for a moment before glancing back at Annie. “You want me to say it?”
The corner of Annie’s mouth curled upward into a smile. “You know what I’m going to say—”
Well, dammit, then say it! Stop playing this out!
“I do.” He gave Annie’s had a squeeze. “She was one of the Seven Sisters.”
Annie looked off to her left. “It was.”
Kerry swallowed once. “Did you try to say that when Deanna asked?”
The response was quick. “I did, but I…” She cast her gaze downward. “I couldn’t.”
“Neither could I. And since I didn’t think I could convince Deanna that I did know who it was, I just couldn’t say the words—” He signed. “I brought up the Precognitive Amnesia. I knew she’d believe that.”
If you need a refresher, someone mentioned that there are seven really powerful spirits located on different continents and that they go by the name The Seven Sisters. Is there one in North America? Surely you jest:
The feeling that the name was just on the tip of her tongue, but she was unable to speak, had bothered Annie tremendously when they were being questioned. Now that they were finally able to discuss the matter, she felt a way of relief. “I’m glad it wasn’t only me.” She looked back to Kerry. “It felt just like the day after our E & As.”
“Yeah, wonder why?” Kerry chortled as his mouth turned upward in a smirk. “I mean, who here at Salem would have an active interest in keeping the mention of a hugely powerful spirit out of our conversation with the school seer?”
The answer to that question was easy for Annie. “A concerned family member?”
“That’s my guess.” A loud exhale slipped from between slightly parted lips. “Why would she do this?”
“Because if we do meet with one of the Seven Sisters in twenty years time, it’s because something bad is about to happen.” She half-turned to Kerry as they continued walking.
“Why else would a spirit gust as powerful as The Phoenix appear in the Physical Realm so they could speak to a couple of humans in a restaurant?” Annie’s exhale was as loud as Kerry’s. “As you said, we were being called upon to save the world—”
“Which, if you think about it, is a scary thing if something like The Phoenix needs help from us.” Kerry chuckled again, but this time he sounded far more upbeat. “I think she’s letting us have this conversation now.”
“I do as well.” Annie tightened her grip around Kerry’s hand. “But why?”
The kids are thinking that, yeah, they did meet up with one of the Seven Sisters, and Sister North America–aka, The Phoenix–is jacking their memories around. Because… well, it’s what she does.
At least that’s what the kids think–