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Weird, fragmented images came to him-things on fire, blood on the front of a yellow dress-but sometimes, he got the sense the images were coming from another time and place. There was the dream he kept having of men on horseback, plus the one of men in robes in caves, the smell of incense heavy in the air. There were times David wondered if he wasn't having visions at all, but simply going insane. Given how violent and awful his visions had gotten, sometimes he thought insanity might be the better option.

Her hair was falling in her eyes, and she was shifting her weight from one foot to the other, the soles of her sneakers squeaking against the linoleum floor.

This was another thing David had learned in the past two months. People were scared of him.

It was probably more than the voice or the sunglasses: People could sense that there was something wrong with him, that he was something way past normal. Sliding out of the booth, he grabbed his tray and walked over to the trash can, pretending not to notice the way the girl moved closer to the counter. It had been stupid to come here. Not only had he wasted money he really didn't have on food he barely ate, but now he'd freaked the girl out, and he hated that.

David wished he could say it was because he didn't like scaring people, but the truth was, he didn't like being reminded of what he was.

The more time he spent alone, the weirder he felt when he had to join the public. It felt worse now than it had before. Back in Pine Grove, he might have been an Oracle, he might have had the glowing eyes and the occasional vision, but he'd had friends, too.

He'd had Harper. Then there was the other part. The other truth.

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The reason he was spending so much time alone these days, no matter how many times he told himself that he couldn't be sure what had happened those other nights. Hands shaking, he tipped the remains of his dinner into the trash, already planning out what he would do when he got back to the motel that night. Put the few things he had back in his bag, see if there was any extra change around the vending machine, and get the heck out of- Then the pain came on, fast and immediate, and so intense he felt like he might actually die from it, like you couldn't hurt this much and not die.

Blood on a yellow dress, the taste of salt on his lips. More blood? As if from a distance, David heard the clatter of the tray hitting the ground and gritted his teeth against the sudden fire inside his brain. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the girl moving closer. Even though he'd scared her, she was still coming to help him, concern overriding her fear.

People were better than you'd think they'd be. Another lesson from the road, and one that broke his heart now. She was just at his elbow when the golden light shot out of his fingertips, sending her reeling back, her broom flying from her fingers to smack against the glass doors, her lips parting with both the shock of her fall and the jolt of power David had just sent her way.

It was mid-July, the weather was End of Days hot, and the large rectangle of cool turquoise water shimmering beyond my chair looked like it would feel amazing. But, if I were being honest, I'd have to admit that wasn't the only reason I wished someone might get into some aquatic danger.

I was bored. Turns out, being a superhero with no one to save is something of a bummer. I was a Paladin, a kind of magically charged knight, my sworn duty to protect the Oracle.

Only problem was, the Oracle was my ex well, one of my exes and he'd taken off nearly two months ago, leaving me with no boy, no Oracle, and a whole summer with nothing to do stretching out in front of me.

I'd never really liked summer vacation. I was always happiest doing things, being involved in projects, and throwing myself into as many school activities as I could manage. Sure, there were other things to do in the summer.

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And if dreams were real, Elana would have the courage to approach him.

But is his possessive side too much for her to handle? Can he open his home to her and keep his jeans closed? If he has his way. Sure, there were other things to do in the summer. I'd tried camp when I was younger, but that hadn't worked out. I might have made a good counselor at some point, but I was not cut out to be a camper.

Bug spray, no private showers, and outdoor "plumbing"? Yeah, no. I'd helped my mom teach Vacation Bible School for the past few years, but that was mostly grabbing glue and glitter from the supply closet or reading the occasional picture book about Jonah and the whale. No, what I needed for this summer-the last one before high school ended-was something meaningful, something.

Hence the lifeguard gig. Blowing my whistle, I pointed at a little towheaded boy currently dunking a towheaded girl I assumed was his sister. It made sense, this summer job.

While I was supposed to use my powers to protect the Oracle, with him absent and my powers still present, I figured I could at least put them to good use. Plus the Pine Grove Recreation Club was desperate for lifeguards this year, and once I'd passed the test I'd actually had to fake being tired during the part where I treaded water holding a brick over my head , the job was mine, complete with red bathing suit, shiny whistle, and a tall chair where I could sit all day, scanning the pool for anyone in distress and trying not to think too much about my own problems.

Like the fact that while most bad breakups went something like "He sent me a text," mine was "He literally ran away and nearly blew up the entire town to do it. A solid plan, but I'd been working here for over three weeks now, and not once had I needed to dive into the pool to save anyone.

Which meant that I'd basically sentenced myself to a summer sweltering to death in a tall chair with only my thoughts for company. Well, my thoughts and Bee's. She'd applied for a lifeguard position here, too, both to keep me company and because, thanks to a tricky spell back in the fall, she had Paladin powers, too. So really, this was the most guarded pool in the entire state of Alabama. Maybe the most guarded pool in the entire country. Of course, spending all day with Bee had drawbacks.

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Were it not for Bee and Ryan, my ex-boyfriend and Bee's current one, David never could have escaped town in the first place. And both seemed more relieved about their lives being off the magical hook than sorry about what they'd done. I could smell hamburgers grilling at the Snak Shak, coupled with the coconut scent of my sunblock and the sweet syrup from hundreds of melting snow cones.

In other words, the scent of every summer since I was a little girl. This was what I'd wanted for months now-some normalcy. So why did I feel all restless and sad? I jumped as a few cold drops of liquid hit my arm and glanced over to see Bee with the bright pink straw from her Diet Coke still pursed between her lips. I'm just, you know, focused on the pool. But there'd been nothing over the past weeks, not even the slightest hint that he was anything less than okay.

I didn't even have the sense that he was all that far away. Usually, when we were apart, I felt this ache, almost like a phantom limb or something, and there hadn't been any of that. But then there was another part of me that worried that my not sensing anything might mean he was.

No, I didn't want to think about that.

So I turned back to Bee and shrugged. The rest of the afternoon wore on the way they all did, slowly and with absolutely nothing of note happening other than some little kid eating both a hot dog and three snow cones, which meant I'd had to call the janitorial people to clean up rainbow-colored vomit, ugh.

The pool had fairly informal hours, opening usually around nine, and closing at "sunset. This evening, most people had trickled out the gates earlier, probably wanting to get home in time for supper, and for once, I didn't have to round up any stragglers in the changing rooms. Bee and I threw white terry-cloth cover-ups over our bathing suits and pulled the umbrellas off our chairs, packing them up in the storage room by the Snak Shak.

We took turns driving each other to and from work, and today, Bee had played chauffeur, so it was her white Acura we headed toward, parked sensibly under a streetlight. Overhead, the sky was striped bright pink and orange, studded with the occasional dark purple cloud.

It was the perfect summer evening, but I still felt like my feet were dragging on the hot asphalt. A pie-eating contest where the prize is more pie.

Her blond hair was curling from the water and the humidity of the day, her skin much tanner than mine. I'm the angstiest lately, I know. I really ought to start wearing black and listening to tragic songs.

Maybe start a poetry club. I made myself smile at Bee, opening the car door.

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Or overexposure to chlorine. Frowning, I realized I had only my towel, keys, and sunglasses, which meant that my book was still at the pool. They were still unlocked; a few of the cleaning guys were emptying trash cans, picking up litter, vacuuming the pool, all the things I was very glad were not in my job description.

There was no sign of the book by my chair, so I walked across the concrete toward my locker in the changing room.The MC's parents actually have a say in her life.

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She is competitive, tough, determinate, and she simply doesn't quit. Some days after, there's only one slice left, and you remember how delicious the cake was.

The premise of the book isn't that strong to begin with and the whole story of Paladins and Oracles and Mages just didn't really make a lot of sense to me. Harper is a clever girl, capable of thinking on her feet, and if those feet happen to be wearing a pair of fantastic heels—what of it?

While I was supposed to use my powers to protect the Oracle, with him absent and my powers still present, I figured I could at least put them to good use. In other words, the scent of every summer since I was a little girl.

I withdrew my hand. More blood? Her whole life, spent making sure he was safe?

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