Wraith
““Ugh, I don’t remember it ever raining this much,” I complained. “It’s not like we live in Seattle or something. This is the South, we have droughts, not rain.”Evan and I walked together, as usual. I was bundled up in a ridiculous raincoat that my mother had graciously purchased for me so I could continue my daily walks to and from school. Thanks, mom. A raincoat is so much more awesome than a car.A car drove by and sprayed Evan with water. It bypassed him and landed all over my legs and boot-covered feet. “Jerk,” I muttered under my breath, and shot Evan a dirty look since he found all of this hilarious. “I was talking to you, by the way.”He tossed an arm around me and laughed at my hostility. “You love me,” he said, his mouth close to my ear. Again, I marveled at how he could make physical contact with me but no one else. I assumed it was part of our special arrangement. It took him months to build up to it. I’m not even sure how he managed it. But he could touch me and he could pic...k up small objects if he concentrated hard enough.MoreLess
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