Soul Screamers Volume Four by Rachel Vincent EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Status: Available For Free Download
- Author: Rachel Vincent
- Language: English
- Genre: Children’s Paranormal, Occult & Supernatural Books
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Size: 2 MB
- Price: Free
I used to hate the fact that my world is built on half-truths, held together
with white lies. My life itself is an illusion requiring constant effort to
maintain. I lie better than almost anyone I’ve ever met. But if I know the
truth about anything, it’s this: when people say the devil is in the details,
they have no idea how right they are….
* * *
“It was a nice service, right?” My best friend, Emma, smoothed the front of
her simple black dress, both brows furrowed in doubt. She shifted her
weight to her right foot and her heel sank half an inch into the soft ground.
“I mean, as far as funerals go, it could have been worse. People cried.” She
shrugged, staring out at the slowly departing crowd. “This would have been
awkward if no one had cried.”
It was awkward anyway. Funerals are always awkward, especially in my
social circle, where the definition of “death” is under constant reevaluation.
“It was a lovely service, Em.” I watched as people fled the open grave in
slow-motion retreat, eager to be gone but reluctant to let it show. There
were teachers, shell-shocked but in control, looking out of place without
their desks and whiteboards. Parents, looking helpless and scared.
Classmates in dark dresses, black slacks, and uncomfortable shoes, most in
the same clothes they’d worn to the past few funerals.
We were all much too familiar with the routine by now. Whispered
names and details. A day off for mourning. Excused absences for the
viewing. Counselors on call for grieving students during every class period.
And finally, the funeral, where we said goodbye to yet another classmate
most of us had known for most of our lives.
I was one of those who’d cried, even though I was among the few who
knew that the star of the show—the recently deceased herself—was actually
still with us. Right next to me, in fact. A guest at her own funeral.
Sabine leaned closer, Nash’s hand clasped in her right one, because her
left was still encased in a cast. A curtain of thick, dark hair fell over half her
face, shielding her from most of the thinning crowd. “So, seeing yourself in
a coffin wasn’t awkward? ’Cause it was awkward for me, and I’m not the
one being buried today.”
“Oh, no, the viewing was totally horrible,” Em admitted, her brown eyes
wide. Those eyes were all that was left of her, other than her soul.
Everything else was Lydia’s. Thin, angular face. Petite bones and slim
build, similar to my own. Limp brown hair. Freckles. Feet that didn’t quite
fit into Em’s favorite pair of shoes, stolen from her own closet while her
mother and sisters shopped for her casket. “But the funeral itself—that was
nice, don’t you think?”
It was, as it damn well should have been.
For More Read Download This Book
EPUB
[quick_download_button title=”Download Now” color_bg=”#ffc107″ open_new_window=”true” url_external=”https://zeroupload.com/231375b014bc14955a6f9737c52a880f”]
[quick_download_button title=”Download Now” color_bg=”#ffc107″ open_new_window=”true” url_external=”https://zeroupload.com/85df65d17f34e9abd7a01d8d65cf01e1″]