Her reach for him, hauling him atop her, was anything but.
Thea sighed. That cant be good.She put her arm around Marcys waist, so Marcy could lean on her, and the two of them started making the steep trek up the road. It was a nice gesture, but every time they took a step, Theas broken wing would swing forward and hit Marcy in the back.
This would be easier if you put that wing away, Marcy said as she brushed a bloody feather out of her face.I cant. Its broken. Its healing, and it wont go back until its done.Well, hurry up then, Marcy said, and picked up her pace. Gemma was clearly in trouble, and she probably needed all the help she could get. Maybe a car will drive by and stop for us.
Penn chased away the neighbors because she likes privacy, so were the only ones who live up here now, Thea explained. And Im also pretty sure that nobody would stop for the two of us.What? You have wings. You could be an angel, Marcy said. Who wouldnt stop to help an angel?
You realize Im actually more of a demon, right?
Yeah, I do, but a car driving by wouldnt.Id love to see that, Gemma said.
Maybe you will. Thea appeared at the top of the stairs, now in a dark brown bikini. But the oceans the ocean anywhere you go. The waters just as wet here as it is anywhere else.So then what could make you miss this place? Gemma asked. What makes Capri special?
Thea breathed out deeply and came down the stairs much more slowly than shed gone up them. When she reached the bottom, she finally answered.Its not the most beautiful or entertaining place weve been, thats for sure, Thea said. Penn thinks there might be some kind of supernatural draw, but I dont know if I believe that.