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December 6 - December 7, 2022
“How do you arrest someone a little?” “You know. Throw him against the cruiser, rough him up a bit, and call it a day. Bam, bitch,” he said, throwing signs. “No.” “What?” “No bamming.” “Why?” “This is a bam-free zone. And what are we in? A seventies action movie? You can’t rough him up.”
“Aye-aye, Cap’n.” “And stay out of my pirate romances.” “Mom, I tore through your collection two years ago. I’ve been raiding Grandma’s stash.” “Grandma has a stash of pirate romances?” “And cowboys and vampires and there’s this one series about a female grim reaper who’s in love with the son of—” “Wait a minute. How spicy are these books?”
“Okay, so we girls have this little thing I like to call ‘the sin cave.’” “The what?” she asked, especially horrified, so Sun knew she was doing her job and doing it well. “Now, there are many men out there who like to spelunk.” “Oh, my god.” She sank down in her seat. Like that would help. “And they like spelunking nowhere better than in the sin cave.” “This is so wrong, Mom.” “Now, I know you are very fond of Cruz, but guess what his one goal in life is?” “I’m calling social services,” she said, taking out her phone. “That’s right. To spelunk your sin cave.” “He has never tried to spelunk my
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If Sun hadn’t been in labor for thirty-two hours and then given birth to a copper-headed wailing bowling ball, she would’ve sworn her daughter was an alien from another planet. They were only a few hours from Roswell. It could happen.
Auri’s desire for the earth to open up and swallow her whole as the deputy read her the Miranda rights. He needn’t have bothered. She’d been so fascinated with her mother’s job, she’d memorized them when she was four. Other than the fact that she thought they were called banana rights, she’d nailed it and repeated them every night in her prayers for good measure.
“Well, yeah, but I didn’t think they’d really do it. Summon us like we’re demons from a hell dimension and they found their great-grandmothers’ book of shadows.”
“What happens within these walls stays within these walls. No one talks about anything discussed here outside of this room. Ever. If two members want to discuss anything said here, they come back here to do so. We are Del Sol’s protectors. Her heroes. We will fight for her and the people she harbors to the death, and we will do it with or without your help.”
In the awkward silence that followed, Quince stood and walked over to Sun. Taking hold of her shoulders, he turned her to face him, looked into her eyes, and whispered, “I have never been more in love with your mother than I am right now.” Sun almost smiled, which was his point entirely. “Get a grip, Sordid,”
“Hold my legs,” she said, shimmying under the guardrail. “Screw that.” “Quince, it’s right there.” “Okay, but when you fall to your death, I’m telling everyone at your funeral your last words were Hold my legs. Your parents will love that.” “Yeah, well, my mom’s pissed at me anyway.”
She’d recently become convinced her soul had seen his from across a sea of spirits waiting to be assigned a human, and she’d prayed they would end up in the same space. In the same town. And the first time she saw him and fell in love in less time than it took for her heart to beat, her soul had simply recognized his.
“Man,” Leo said. “We traded those coins for coke.” When she narrowed her eyes at him, he added, “Okay, one Coke.” He dug in his pocket and produced five coins. “Only one of them would work in the vending machine.” The fact that they meant an actual soda was almost Sun’s undoing, but she held fast under the increasing pressure.
