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- Author: Selina A. Fenech
- Language: English
- Genre: Paranormal & Urban Fantasy
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I stared at the crack that ran up our living room wall.
The ground had stopped shaking, but tremors still zinged through my body.
Did that really just happen?
I couldn’t drag my eyes away from that lightning-shaped fracture scarring
the wall. Apart from the contents of our shelves that were now on the floor
— books, ornaments, a plaster “Olivia” I’d painted when I was five, now
smashed to bits — it seemed to be the only visible damage. I should
probably have been upset by it, but instead I felt… excited. The crack gave
me shivers like it was carved up my spine. That really just happened.
The floor rumbled under my feet and I shared a look with Mom and Dad,
all three of us ready to bolt out of the home we’d just re-entered after
fleeing for the first time.
The aftershock passed before we could move. Just the last little ripple after
We’d always known our town was near a major fault, but it was one of
those sleepy fault lines that didn’t do anything for decades, centuries even.
Then just when everyone in our middle-class paradise had achieved a false
sense of security, here it was, throwing a great big earthquake at us.
Dad talked on the phone to his cop buddy to get all the details and updates.
He repeated the news out loud for Mom and me to hear.
“Power’s out everywhere, and Terry doesn’t think they’ll get it back on any
Mom had already gathered up her collection of scented candles, those that
hadn’t broken in a fall, and lit them. Her first course of action in any
blackout. The whole room smelled of struck matches and ylang ylang.
“Mom, it’s not even dark yet.”
“They make me feel better,” she said, shrugging and lighting the last one.
Dad put his hand over the phone and looked at Mom seriously. “Terry says
there have been reports of people looting.”
Mom paused a moment, then stomped into the kitchen and picked up a
brush and dustpan. “The kind of person who would take advantage of a
situation like this deserves their own personal karmic earthquake.”
My imagination teased me with scenes of what could be happening out on
the streets. Broken buildings where looters, police officers, and emergency
response crews played their roles. I imagined a world of adventure outside.
Bad guys and heroes. Handsome heroes.
Mom was always pushing me to follow my dreams, but truthfully, the only
things I wanted were fantasies. Damseling for a gorgeous superhero,
escaping to a magical world with a fairy prince, being adored by a morally
vague vampire: I’d take any of the above. In real-life terms, I didn’t know
what I wanted. I just knew if I ever got a chance to follow my fantasy
dreams I’d be there with bells on. Real life was kind of dull, and maybe an
earthquake wasn’t the romantic escapism I normally went for, but I could
work with it. Even a sexy fireman would suffice.
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