name?”
“What?”
“You know the names of all our future children, of all our future accomplishment, so what’s the name of my new Matched?” His dark eyes call me out.
“I… I…” I flip through the book and find the spot where it shows his re-matched. There’s no name. “There’s nothing there.”
“Exactly.” He seems proud of himself. “See. I told you.”
“That’s not right, Graham.” I shake my head. “You’re trying to read more into it than there is.”
“When is my next Matched? When does it happen?” He continues to push.
I look at the date and the tears burn a little bit. “November.”
Graham slams his hand down on the table, making us girls jump. “There’s no way in hell that I would be Matched six months after you die. Never.” His voice roars.
“Graham,” Oliver goes over to him and touches his shoulder, calming him.
“How about we all relax for a minute?” Xaviera has her hand over her heart and I can feel it pounding all the way over here. “There’s still another part.”
I nod and go back a few pages. “It says: She will inhale all the evil to take the magic away from the clan of the south, to ensure the richness of purity and balance is restored to all of Mother Nature’s children. ”
“Again, you don’t die,” Graham reiterates.
“So, I’m going to go fight my biological father. Get stabbed, hope I don’t die. Have my soul ripped from my body and then inhale all the evil that’s around us. How about after the fight, we watch Xaviera give birth, and then go out for gelato?” I can feel the rage bubbling up. I’m mad that he isn’t listening to me. Why can’t he see what’s going to happen?
Everyone is stunned by my outburst.
“I’m not a big fan of gelatos, but Graham does make a valid point.” Amaya breaks the quiet. “This doesn’t say die anywhere.”
“I can’t be a soulless being. I can’t remain in Unit without powers. Maybe…” I don’t know if I can say it. “I leave.” Would that even be possible? “It doesn’t say where the evil goes, either. I could store all the evil and then have to leave Unit. Although, I’d rather die than be a storage unit for evil.”
We go quiet again, trying to figure out if I am or am not going to die.
“Wait.” Xaviera smiles. “Doesn’t that say that Mother Nature’s weapon in in the wood?”
I flip back a page and read it again. “ The fight will commence at the edge of Unit woods where therein Mother Nature’s weapon is .”
“Protectors have searched for sword all over the world. It’s impossible. No one even knows where to look or what it looks like,” Graham tells us.
“But it says the weapon is at the edge of the wood. Why don’t we look for it?” Xaviera suggests. “Plus, we can see where the battle will be.”
“Xaviera, I don’t think you should go tramping in the Unit woods. It’s still very snowy and icy. You could fall,” Thaddeus tells her.
“Why doesn’t Amaya stay with her and the rest of us go?” I suggest. “I would like to know where I’m going to fight.”
Everyone glances at each other.
“Okay.” Xaviera nods at us. “Everyone get ready and we will go today. Right now. Amaya let’s go back to my house. I’ll have supper ready for everyone when you get back.” She kisses Thaddeus and heads for the front door.
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“All right, this is the edge.” Graham stands near the wall in the Unit woods.
“Where would you have a fight, G?” Thaddeus asks.
Graham points over the small hill. “On the other side of that is a small clearing. I would lead everyone to there. I would have it there.”
“That means the weapon needs to be close.” Oliver looks around. “But where?”
“Somewhere that would have remained hidden for all this time,” I say. “There,” I point over to a large rock that sits by an old pine tree.
“You think it’s under a rock?” Graham looks at me as if I’m a crazy person.
“Sometimes it’s
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