Copyright 2013 by Misty Provencher
For my daughter, Sydney
Who teaches me.
~Semper ad meliora~
MUTED SHOUTING RISES UP FROM THE STREET, far below the Hotel Celare’s roof. I know I have to stay on mega-alert to keep my field up, but in Garrett’s arms, no matter how much I struggle against it, I cannot feel anything but safe. My invisible, protective field shatters.