Now you have your own way - Laura Cooper took her grandson by the hand and led to the tree. To that very "family tree", probably. I reflexively followed them. The garland, as I now saw, was a simple rope on which leather bracelets were strung. They were all the same, only two stood out among them - instead of a wide leather strip, a wooden plate was threaded through. I moved even closer, almost burying myself in Reed. Names were written on the pieces of wood - Luke Wilson and Rachel Wilson. All the rest turned out to be named too - there were all the names of the pack. Grandma Cooper took off one bracelet and tied it around Reid's arm.“Wear it until you find a place that will become your new home,” I watched in horror as it turned from a marriage ceremony into a farewell ritual. She tied the knot around his wrist, then clasped his hand in her own. And then she let go. Reed no longer belonged to this pack. The wolves howled their farewells. My heart ached with pity for him. He froze i
Collecting my personal belongings took half an hour at the most, and that only because my aunt insisted that I take my albums with the herbarium. Caught up in my lies, I argued for a long time, and my aunt insisted that they would be a memorable piece of this place. And I couldn't tell her that I couldn't take them on the bus to Maryland and I'd have to leave them in Reed's car. My aunt did not stop there, she moved down from my room to collect things for my adult life. I stayed in the room to discreetly look at the bus schedule and build a route. You'll have to do transplants. I leaned back on the back of the bed. The bad thing is that I can leave Lovell either in fifteen minutes, no, already in fourteen, or only tomorrow morning. I opened the website for Powell Station, a town thirty minutes from Lovell. If I can get Reed to take me there, then from there I can take a bus to Casper, and then transfer to a bus to Laramie. By car, I would have reached Laramie in nine or ten hours, ot
Oh, Reid! I love you so much! Let's run away together, create our own flock and give birth to a bunch of wolf cubs! - I portrayed her, of course, in a squeaky voice.- Claire, my soul, I would be glad, but here's an ambush, I bit the other one, looking at the night, - oh, how it turned out in my verses, of course, in a rough bass.- I'll help you get rid of her - let's eat her! - carried me. At that moment, Reid grinned, shook his head, and looked straight at my window—right at me. Oops! Gotcha... Who knew that his wolf locators were tuned to my house. Claire must have realized that it was not her words that made Reed laugh, and she also looked at my window. Just less friendly. Hiding no longer made sense, Reed, looking at me, knocked on his watch, and pointed to the front door. That's right, he was following me when Claire caught him.Farewell to the aunt was short-lived - without hugs and long words. Such expressions of emotions were not peculiar to her, surpluses of tenderness were
- Oh, the party ... - only this was not enough for me after a ten hour bus ride, - Honestly, I'll be a corpse by the end of the day. I think I'll stay somewhere in the hotels at the entrance, and see you tomorrow. Certainly not in the morning.- I let you fall asleep at the party. When will we see you all now! - in anticipation of a fun party, he completely forgot my character.I still excused myself and said goodbye until tomorrow. I liked the gentle nature of David, even looking at the world differently, he never pressured me. Unlike the hurricane Sonya, he never got into my soul, he knew almost nothing about my life before university. This suited me perfectly, and I was glad that we were going to Maryland together. After six and a half unbearable hours, we arrived at Casper. The whole body was numb, the legs seemed to no longer straighten, and I also madly wanted to go to the toilet. Perhaps my neighbor would not be so bad if it were not for his annoying parents in the seat behind
And in the morning they brazenly threw me, leaving hairs of wool on an already stale blanket and a bunch of unanswered questions. Oh, how angry I was! Either to worry that a stray werewolf or a naked Reed is wandering somewhere around the district, or to be glad that it’s not for me to deal with this. But I'm not used to rejoicing early, it is unlikely that the beast that tracked me down to Laramie will leave me alone so easily. And if he is not there, then Reed has already left the room. But where did he go - a good question. I should ask if Reed Cooper checked in here.Deciding to quickly leave this haunt, I hastily treated my wounds (Mira would have been horrified by the surrounding unsterility), put myself in order, put the clothes in which I spent the night deeper into my suitcase, and went to make inquiries.A portly woman in a knitted waistcoat, who replaced yesterday's quiz-lover, gave me a lapel-turn in a very rude manner - she is not going to give information about the guest
Only when Sonya sat down opposite me with a cup did she focus her eyes on me and be able to see. And there was something to look at - a bandage around the neck, a bandaged arm. Squinting her large, wide-set eyes, she leaned back in her chair and pointed at my "decorations":- What's that? Where did you get it? - I just sighed, it's hard to hide something from Sonya. All these years I tried to keep quiet about life at home, but everything that happened in my life in Laramie, she pulled out with pincers. Now Sonia set out to find out about Lovell, too.- You won't believe it, I had an accident on the way home, - I began as plausibly as possible, - The car is beyond repair, I had to turn it in for spare parts.- Damn, - Sonya sympathized, - But some strange damage for a car accident, - she did not let up. I just have to shrug my shoulders, - And how are things at home?I never told her that I live in a community. She talked briefly about Lovell, about the school, about her aunt. But even
Only when Sonya sat down opposite me with a cup did she focus her eyes on me and be able to see. And there was something to look at - a bandage around the neck, a bandaged arm. Squinting her large, wide-set eyes, she leaned back in her chair and pointed at my "decorations":- What's that? Where did you get it? - I just sighed, it's hard to hide something from Sonya. All these years I tried to keep quiet about life at home, but everything that happened in my life in Laramie, she pulled out with pincers. Now Sonia set out to find out about Lovell, too.- You won't believe it, I had an accident on the way home, - I began as plausibly as possible, - The car is beyond repair, I had to turn it in for spare parts.- Damn, - Sonya sympathized, - But some strange damage for a car accident, - she did not let up. I just have to shrug my shoulders, - And how are things at home?I never told her that I live in a community. She talked briefly about Lovell, about the school, about her aunt. But even
- New Yorker ... - Sonya chuckled. I barely suppressed a laugh. Michael moved from there with his family as a child - he would have to hand over debts, but he wanders around the country.- In time, - David waved his hand dismissively, - by the way, I called him here to discuss the trip.Ah, that's who he was looking out for, sitting half-turned towards us and hanging one elbow over the back of a chair. Sonya and I exchanged glances. Yevopil - what the hell!? And mine - in a milder form - agreed with her. It's not that I don't mind going with Michael, whom I don't even really know. I was surprised that David put me before the fact. Sonya was the first to express this to her friend, but he only laughed - they say, what problems - it will be more fun!His main argument was - guess what - the more people, the merrier. I didn’t even interfere in David’s bickering with Sonya, who was so indignant as if she herself was traveling with us. Anxiety, which was completely unrelated to our new tra