Hearing
only half of what he said, I concentrated on a light that had suddenly appeared
over the dirt road. After the glow faded, a little girl appeared. She was about
Alexa Rose’s age.
“That
never happened before.” Davin seemed curious too.
“What
never happened?” Moving quietly, we were now deeper into the grass…between
where Halo City and Crossroads intersected.
“The
light. I’ve never seen one here before.” Davin seemed flabbergasted.
“You mean
you’ve been doing this too?”
“Well…I
wanted to speak to one, but I never did. Cause…we’re not suppose to,” Davin
gritted through his teeth as his tone became stern. “I don’t want to get in
trouble.”
Ignoring
him, I continued to gaze. This little girl had me under her spell. Something
about her was captivating. I felt strangely connected to her as I watched her
searching, looking lost and confused. Wanting to help her, I nudged forward,
but I was stopped.
“Are you
crazy? What part of ‘I don’t want to get in trouble’ didn’t you understand?”
“Davin.”
I bored my eyes into his. “Don’t touch me and don’t stop me. I want to talk to
her.”
Davin
furrowed his brows and spoke. “Michael, you don’t have a thing for little
girls, do you?”
“What?” I
asked, feeling confused.
“You
know…old men liking little girls. You’re not a pervert, are you?”
“No! What
gave you that idea? You’re _____.”
We
stopped arguing when the light blinded us, then started to fade. “No….” I
whispered under my breath. I didn’t know why but I got extremely livid with
him. I had missed my chance. He was always in my way…always trying to keep me
on the right path. Then, when I realized Davin’s good intentions, I calmed
down. “Davin…next time, don’t stop me.”
“Or you’ll
what?” he challenged.
“Never
mind.” I didn’t know how I knew; I just knew she would come back. Without
thinking, I said loudly in my mind, “You’re
a pain.”
Davin
looked at me strangely. “I’m not a pain. And how did you do that?”
“Do
what?”
“You
spoke to my mind. You had a conversation with my mind and you didn’t even open
your mouth.”
“You’re
crazy. You’re hearing things.”
“Do it
again.”
“No.”
“Chicken.”
There he
went with that chicken word. “Fine.” And so I did, just to get him off my back.
I said it loudly in my mind.
“What?
I’m not a fart face,” Davin chuckled.
“I didn’t
say that.”