Cataclysm

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Book: Cataclysm by Karice Bolton Read Free Book Online
Authors: Karice Bolton
fell for it?” I asked.
    “Yeah, poor guys.” Athen paused for a few moments. “I’m gonna take him to one more family up in Bellingham before calling it a day.”
    “Well, if you think that’s the right thing to do…” My voice trailed off, pausing momentarily.
    “God, I hope she remembers me,” I said to Athen.
    “You and me both, sweetie,” Athen said.
    “Thanks for keeping me posted. Love ya.”
    “Love you too.” The phone clicked, and my music instantly turned back on, pounding the lyrics of 3OH!3’s Set You Free through the car.
    Driving off the ramp to Seattle made my insides flutter. So much was riding on this. If she didn’t remember me soon, we’d have to move on without her and hope after the battles were over, that we’d all be around to reconnect with her. Letting my mind go down that path, made my nerves get a little frazzled. I didn’t want anything to go wrong. Finding a Starbucks, I swung into the parking lot. I needed a Chai Tea to calm myself before making my way to the Westin.
     
    ***
    It seemed like the longest elevator ride in the history of modern civilization. I wasn’t sure what to expect. With a huge bag swung over my shoulder, all I could do was hope that I would at least get the chance to spread some of the memsors from the bag out in front of her, even if she didn’t remember me. As long as Arie looked at Matilda’s collar, we had a shot. If she hadn’t found the first memsor, this was pretty pointless.
    The elevator dinged on the floor I needed, and I walked out to follow the numbers leading to her hotel room. Hopefully, she was in her room. Why didn’t I think of that before now? Everything was starting to make me panic.
    I stood in front of Room 912, took a deep breath in and knocked on the door, first lightly, and then louder with every whack. Placing my bag on the floor, I began to hear a shuffle coming towards the door.
    “Who is it?” Arie’s delightfully melodious voice rang through the door.
    “It’s Ana. How’s Matilda doing?”
    There was a lengthy pause – an impossibly long pause – and then the locks began to turn. Arie opened the door and stared at me blankly. Matilda ran through her legs, jumping on me, snorting away.
    “Matilda!” I squealed, petting her ears and bending down to play with her. “I don’t think Arie remembers me, does she?” I spoke to Matilda.
    Looking back at Arie’s eyes that were no longer a brilliant green, my stomach turned to knots.
    “Are you, Ana?” Arie squinted at me like she didn’t really know me. My heart fell.
    “Yeah, I am.” I flopped the bag open to begin the search for the first memsor she had told me to show her.
    My fingers were shaking as I felt the object’s shape inside my bag, hoping one of them would bring her back to us. Finding the pendant that she’s had for well over fifty years, I hoped would bring her memory back. This should have been a powerful memsor. Before I pulled it out, I saw a recognition flash through her eyes, with a bit of playfulness. Dropping my hand down to my side, I realized she recognized me the entire time.
    “Ana, don’t kill me.” Her smile began to spread across her lips. “But it worked.” She had the same grin that Athen gave me when all of the pieces of the puzzle fit, only we didn’t have to wait for months. Letting go of the bag, a squeal spurted out, and I hugged her not wanting to ever let go.
    “I can’t believe you’d do that to me,” I laughed and yelled at the same time, as she hugged me back. Matilda was nosing through the bag on the floor, snorting double time.
    “Let’s get inside!” She ushered both Matilda and I through the door, dropping the bag she grabbed off the hallway floor onto a chair.
    “Don’t you feel the least bit guilty for putting me through that?” I asked, throwing one of the couch pillows at her. I searched her face for anything that would signal some sort of uncertainty she might have with me. There was none. It was

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