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in his voice but found none. I m sure you d both rather I weren t here, but he looked at Daniel
a deal s a deal.
I m sure, Luce said coolly.
Daniel s face gave nothing away. Until it darkened. Miles had come in from the dining room.
Um, hey, your dad s about to make a toast. Miles s eyes were fixed on Luce in a way that made
her think he was trying hard not to meet Daniel s stare. Your mom told me to ask where you want-
ed to sit.
Oh, wherever. Maybe next to Callie? A mild panic struck Luce as she thought about all the other
guests and the need to keep them as far away from each other as possible. And Molly away from
just about everyone. I should have done a seating chart.
Roland and Arriane had made quick work of setting up the card table at the edge of the dining room
table, so the banquet now stretched into the living room. Someone had thrown down a gold-and-
white tablecloth, and her parents had even busted out their wedding china. Candles were lit and
goblets of water filled. And soon Shelby and Miles were carrying in steaming bowls of green beans
and mashed potatoes while Luce took her seat between Callie and Arriane.
Their intimate Thanksgiving dinner was now serving twelve: four humans, two Nephilim, six fallen
angels (three each on the side of Good and Evil), and one dog dressed as a turkey, with his bowl of
scraps under the table.
Miles went for the seat directly across from Luce until Daniel flashed him a menacing look. Miles
backed off, and Daniel was just about to sit down when Shelby slid right in. Smiling with a little
look of victory, Miles sat on Shelby s left, across from Callie, while Daniel, looking vaguely an-
noyed, sat to her right, across from Arriane.
Someone was kicking Luce under the table, trying to get her attention, but she kept her eyes on her
plate.
Once everyone was seated, Luce s father stood up at the head of the table, facing her mother at the
foot. He clanked his fork against his glass of red wine. I ve been known to make a long-winded
speech or two this time of year. He chuckled. But we ve never served so many hungry-looking
kids before, so I ll just cut to the chase. I m thankful for my sweet wife, Doreen, my best kid, Lucie,
and all of you for joining us. He fixed on Luce, drawing his cheeks in the way he did when he was
especially proud. It s wonderful to see you prospering, growing into a beautiful young lady with so
many great friends. We hope they ll all come again. Cheers, everyone. To friends.
Luce forced a smile, avoiding the shifty glances all her friends were sharing.
Hear, hear! Daniel broke the exquisitely awkward silence, raising his glass. What good is life
without trusty, reliable friends?
Miles barely looked at him, plunging a serving spoon deep into the mashed potatoes. Coming from
Mr. Reliable himself.
The Prices were too busy passing dishes at opposite ends of the table to notice the dirty look Daniel
directed at Miles.
Molly was spooning the Shrimp Diablo appetizer no one had yet touched in a growing heap on
Miles s plate. Just say uncle when you ve had enough.
Whoa, Mo. Save some heat for me. Cam reached to take the kettle of shrimp. Say, Miles. Roland
told me you showed off some mad skills fencing the other day. I bet the girls went crazy. He leaned
forward. You were there, right, Luce?
Miles had his fork poised in midair. His large blue eyes looked confused about Cam s intentions,
and as if he was hoping to hear Luce say that yes, the girls herself included had indeed gone
crazy.
Roland also said Miles lost, Daniel said placidly, and speared a piece of stuffing.
At the other end of the table, Gabbe cut the tension with a loud and satisfied purr. Oh my God,
Mrs. Price. These Brussels sprouts are a little taste of Heaven. Aren t they, Roland?
Mmm, Roland agreed. They really bring me back to a simpler time.
Luce s mother began reciting the recipe while Luce s dad went on about local produce. Luce was [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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