Demons of Good and Evil by Kim Harrison EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kim Harrison
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EDEN PARK’S OVERLOOK WAS ONE OF MY EARLIEST CHILDHOOD MEMORIES, NOT
in its sun-drenched glory of a summer afternoon filled with dogs and kids
cutting loose, but in the dark as it was now, the rumble of Cincinnati’s lives
muted under the moon’s haze, the lights from the distant buildings an
inviting glow. Far below and behind me, the Ohio River glinted as if a
living thing, a welcome separation between the city and the more . . .
unique citizens in the Hollows. Fixed between and overlooking both, Eden
Park felt like the middle, which was where I had always been, surrounded
by all, never quite fully belonging to either.
My dad had come up here when his choices lay heavy on him,
invariably when my mother was at her distracted worst. I’d long been
convinced that he had known who and what I was, and lately . . . the
thought had occurred that perhaps he had brought me here to sit beside a ley
line much as the woodsman had taken his children to the forest, not to leave
them to starve, but to find someone who might be able to raise them to their
full potential, because to stay ignorant of what I was might be more
dangerous still.
Which might sound vain or presumptuous if I wasn’t now sitting on that
same park bench, staring at a ley line, a demon beside me instead of the
man who had raised me as his own.
“My synapses are singed,” I complained, and Al’s expression became
rife with annoyance.
“If you get caught in a circle by some wannabe magic user and can’t
jump out, it will be more than your head hurting,” the demon said, hitting
his affected, proper-British accent hard. “You’re making us look bad. You
are a demon. You should have at least one ley line memorized with which to
jump to. That you have to stand within a line and translocate to get to the
ever-after is embarrassing.”
True, I was a demon, and as Al was fond of pointing out, it wasn’t hard
to make me vulnerable if you knew how. Just my luck that there was an
entire university major devoted to it. “Yeah?” I said sourly. “Singeing my
synapses to char isn’t going to help.”
Al’s wide shoulders shifted in an unheard sigh. It was an unseasonably
warm October night, and he had forgone his usual crushed green velvet
frock coat for a lightweight and decidedly Victorian-feel vest. His high-top
hat was gone as well, and the lace. But a new, silver-tipped walking cane
rested against his knee—possibly holding a spell or two—and a pair of
blue-tinted glasses he didn’t need hung low on his nose. Seeing him eye my
jeans and boots over them, I wondered if he felt he’d fallen to a new low
despite his still-overdone appearance.
His mood, too, was off, being an uncomfortable mix of forced
cheerfulness and dejection. I was fairly sure it wasn’t my lack of progress.
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