Angelfire

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“Your young men will dream dreams…”

Cal Griffin blinks up into my eyes and gives me a look that says he’d willingly crawl out of his skin if that would get him away from me. He glances at the building he is hoping to flee into and tries to pull his arm out of my grasp- not hard enough to succeed.

Around us, the chaos concert of city traffic is deafening. I put my lips close to his ear. “I’m telling you this because you talk to me, don’t just look through. No such thing as coincidences. It’s omens, Cal. Something’s coming.” A line of verse leaps into my head and off the tip of my tongue before I can stop it: “ ‘Metal wings will fail, leather ones prevail.’ ”

Cal stares at me, puzzled, wondering what I’m blathering about. That makes two of us.

I let go of him and step aside. “You keep your head low.”

Cal nods mutely, turns to the doors. Just before he enters, he glances back, face going ashy when he sees me watching him.

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