It stung her body like bullets from a thousand futile wars. She gritted her teeth and tasted salt. Wind slashed from the east. Eurekas fingers slipped, then clung to the cold chain as she reached for the rock. Hold on, Claire! She buried her chin against her chest and pressed upward, onward, urgent with a determina- tion shed never known before.
Is this all you can do? The air smelled like it had been electrocuted. Eureka couldnt see beyond the deluge, but she sensed that there was only flood to see. How could Claire hold on in all this thrash- ing water? Eureka envisioned the dispersal of the last people she loved across the ocean, fish nibbling their eyes. Her throat constricted.
She slipped essential inches down the chain. She was up to her chest in ocean. Somehow, her fingers found the top of the stone and gripped.
Where was he? The last shed seen of him was a splash into the ocean. Hed dove in after the twins had fallen from his boat. He hadnt been himself. Hed been.
Eureka couldnt stomach what hed been. She missed him, the old Brooks. She could almost hear his bayou drawl in her good ear, lifting her up: Just like climbing a pecan tree, Cuttlefish. Eureka imagined the cold, slick rock was a welcoming twilit branch. She spat salt. She screamed and climbed. She dug her elbows into the rock. She flung one knee onto its side. She felt behind her to make sure the purple bag con- taining The Book of Love the other part of her inheritance from Diana was still there.
It was. Shed gotten a portion of the book translated by an old woman named Madame Blavatsky. Madame B had acted like Eurekas sorrow was full of hope and promise. Maybe thats what magic was looking into darkness and seeing a light most people missed. Madame Blavatsky was dead now, murdered by Anders Seedbearer aunts and uncles, but when Eureka tucked the book under her elbow she felt the mystic spurring her on to make things right.
The rain fell so intensely it was difficult to move. Claire clung to the chain, keeping the shield permeable for the rest of them. Eureka thrust herself over the rock. Mountains stretched before her, ringed by a pearly mist. She felt for Williams hand. Ander was supposed to lift him to her.
Small fingers traced, then grasped Eurekas hand. Her brothers grip was surprisingly robust. She pulled until she could reach under his arms and heave him above the surface.
William squinted, trying to focus his eyes in the storm. Eu- reka moved over him, needing to protect him from her tears brutality, knowing there was no escape. Cat came next. She practically launched herself from the water and into Eurekas arms. She slid onto the stone and whooped, hugging William, hugging Eureka. The Cat endures!
Pulling Dad up was like an exhumation. He moved slowly, as if drawing himself up required a strength he had never hoped to possess, though Eureka had cheered him across the finish line of three marathons and watched him bench- press his weight in the sweltering garage at home.
Finally, Claire rose in Anders arms above the surface of the waves. They held the orichalcum chain. Wind lashed their bodies. The shield glimmered around them right up until Claires toes slipped past its bounds. Then it split into mist and vanished. Eureka and Cat pulled Ander and Claire over the ledge and onto the rock. Rain pinged off Eurekas thunderstone, stabbing the un- derside of her chin. Water sprayed up from the ocean and down from the sky. Now they needed shelter. Where are we?
William shouted. I think this is the moon, Claire said. It doesnt rain on the moon, William said. Head for higher ground, Ander called as he unhooked the anchor from the rock, pressed the switch to retract its flukes, and slipped it back inside his backpack. He pointed inland, where the dark promise of a mountain sloped up.
Cat and Dad each took a twin. Eureka watched the backs of her family as they slipped and slid along the rocks. The sight of them stumbling and helping each other up, traveling toward a shelter they didnt know existed made her loathe herself. Shed gotten them and the rest of the world into this. Are you sure this is the way?
Every other way was white water. It stretched forever, no horizon. For a moment she let her gaze float on the ocean. She lis- tened to the ringing in her left ear, deaf since the car accident that had killed Diana.
This was her depression pose: star- ing straight ahead without seeing anything, listening to the lonely and unending ring. After Diana died, Eureka had spent months like this. Brooks used to be the only one who let her go into these sad trances, gently needling her when she was through: Youre a nightclub act without the nightclub.
She couldnt afford the luxury of sadness anymore. Ander had said she could stop the flood. She would do it or die trying. She wondered how much time she had. How long has it been raining?
Only a day. Yesterday morning, we were home in your backyard. Only a day ago, shed had no idea what her tears could do. Her eyes focused on the ocean, made wild by a single days rain. She leaned down and squinted at something bobbing on its surface. It was a human head. Eureka had known she would face terrible things above the ocean. Still, seeing what her tears had done, this demol- ished life.
She wasnt ready. But then The head moved, from one side to the other. A tan arm stretched out of the water. Someone was swimming. The head pivoted toward Eureka, took another breath, and disappeared. Then it appeared again, a body moving fast behind it, riding the waves. Eureka recognized that arm, those shoulders, that dark, wet head of hair. Shed watched Brooks swim to the breakers since they were little kids. Reason vanished; amazement prevailed. She cupped her hands around her mouth, but before the sound of Brookss name escaped her lips, Ander leaned in next to her.
She turned to him, brimming with the same unbridled ex- citement she used to experience when she crossed a finish line first. She pointed at the water Brooks was gone. No, she whispered. Come back. Shed wanted to see her friend so badly her mind had painted him in the waves. I thought I saw him, she whispered. I know its impos- sible, but he was right there. She pointed weakly. She knew how she sounded. Anders eyes followed hers to the dark place in the waves where Brooks had been.
Let him go, Eureka. When she flinched his voice softened. We should hurry. My family will be looking for us. We crossed an ocean. How would they find us here? My aunt Starling can taste us in the wind.
We must make it to Solons cave before they track us. But She searched the water for her friend. Brooks is gone. Do you understand? I understand its more convenient for you if I let him go, Eureka said. She started toward the rainy outlines of Cat and her family. Ander caught up and blocked her path. Your weakness for him is inconvenient to more people than me. People will die. She yearned to go back in time, to be in her room with her bare feet against the bedpost.
She wanted to smell the fig- scented candle on her desk that she lit after going for a run. She wanted to be texting Brooks about the weird stains on their Latin teachers tie, stressing over some petty comment Maya Cayce made.
She had never realized how happy she was before, how rich and indulgent her depression had been. Youre in love with him, Ander said. She edged past him. Brooks was her friend. Ander had no reason to be jealous. Eureka You said we should hurry. I know this is hard. That made her stop. Hard was how people who didnt know Eureka used to refer to Dianas death. It made her want to strike the word from existence. Hard was a biochemistry exam. Hard was keeping a great piece of gossip to yourself.
Hard was running a marathon. Letting go of someone you loved wasnt hard. There was no word for what it was, because even if you didnt let them go they were still gone. Eureka hung her head and felt raindrops slide off the tip of her nose. Ander must never have suffered so great a loss. If he had, he wouldnt have said that. You dont understand. She felt like no words existed anymore; they were all so insufficient and mean. Ander spun toward the water and let out an exasperated sigh.
Eureka saw the Zephyr visibly leave Anders lips and smash into the sea. It spat up a gaping wave that curled above Eureka. It looked like the wave that had killed Diana. She caught Anders eyes and saw guilt widen them. He inhaled sharply, as if to take it back. When he realized that he couldnt, he lunged for her. Their fingertips touched for an instant. Then the wave slid over them and swelled toward land.
Eureka was flung back- ward, spiraling away from Ander into the battering sea. Water shot up her nose, crashed against her skull, bashed her neck from side to side. She tasted blood and salt. She didnt recognize the waterlogged moan coming from her mouth. She fell out of the wave as the water dropped out from under her. For a moment she was running on a path of sky. She couldnt see anything. She expected to die. She screamed for her fam- ily, for Cat, for Ander.
When she landed on the rock the only thing that told her she was still, ridiculously, alive was the echo of her voice against the cold, incessant rain. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the authors imagination or are used ctitiously.
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