Before they were hunted and killed for their beliefs, they were called healers. Wise women. And even seers. – PaganKnuckles walked into the front office of the fab shop in the warehouse district. The woman at the front desk looked up from her romance novel. She almost looked relieved when she saw the cut.“You looking for someone?”“Pagan.”She nodded and called Pagan over the intercom. Her duty done, she took a drink from her motivational water bottle and went back to her book.Knuckles knew that Nessie was an avid reader herself and thought about asking about the book. The look he got when he started to speak, convinced him otherwise. Instead, he stood uncomfortably in the strange silence. Even the water cooler in the corner knew better than to make any noise. Just when Knuckles considered asking if she knew how long it would be, the door behind her opened. Pagan smiled at Knuckles and motioned him to come on back. The back portion of the building was full of noise. Welders spar
Nessie, you got a pot big enough to cook my dad in? I’m still liking the idea of it being hog boiling time. – AngelAfter a night out for Taz, when she and Riffraff broke up, the ladies started a girl’s night. The first night they watched Fried Green Tomatoes.By the second week, there were so many of the women showing up that they moved out of media room and took over the common room at the clubhouse. Several of the club girls volunteered to watch the kids in the dining hall. Nessie helped Riffraff’s daughter and her girlfriend put together a wedding for Taz and him. The same weekend of their big fight, they made up, crossed state lines and got married on Saturday. They had a simple wedding in the garden and reception in the common area. The newlyweds were spending a week at the cabin. It was their getaway from it all. Nessie looked up from where she sat with Siobhan and Becks at one of the tall tables in the common area. It was church night for the men and movie night for the gir
Yer Independence Day and yer Thanksgiving. That’s what I’m really looking forward to. – NessieIt was tradition. The Fourth of July celebration was always a potluck. Siobhan and Toad kept telling Nessie that she didn’t need to fix anything. The women would make enough food for everyone. The men would take care of grilling. She had never been in America during the holiday. But she had seen clips on the news. Had read about it. Researched the food. Read up on recipes. Sitting between Knuckles legs on her love seat, she had flipped through a collection of recipes on her tablet. “So many of yer holidays revolve around food.”“Probably why so many Americans are overweight.” He pointed out. Turning slightly, she ran her hand over his light gray t-shirt that was stretched tight across his chest. “Not yeh.”“Nope. Not me.” He lightly squeezed her toned bicep. “Not you either.”He kissed her before leaving to go to work as a bouncer at one of the bars, The Clam
We’re on our way up, going straight through. Keep our daughter safe. – IsiahNessie was in her kitchen office putting together her weekly food order for the menu she had already made. Reviewing the details, something was keeping her from submitting the order. Something in the kitchen fell to the floor startling her.She walked into the empty kitchen and looked around. Nothing seemed out of place. Turning to go back to her office, she saw it.Then she felt the presence. “It’s not good, is it?” Of course, he did not answer. She left the kitchen, walking past the stairway to the basement, where the seven were unusually quiet. Even the fool in the bar could feel it.Without preamble, she opened the door to her uncle’s office. “Company is coming.”“How do you know?” Toad asked. “The broom that I keep by the backdoor fell.” She said and let out a sigh at his look of disbelief. “I’m tellin' yeh, company is coming. And it’s bringing blood with it.”His phon
We’re having babies! Do you want to see sonogram pictures? – InkNessie sat at the table in the dining hall and looked over at Molly and his large family. She smiled dreamily as she rested her chin on her hand. She had grown up in a large family and missed the craziness of it all. Although she could now talk to some of her family, she missed seeing them. Here, among a bunch of bikers, Nessie was finding herself a new family. One that was about to grow.“That’s one of the most beautiful sounds in the world.” Nessie declared suddenly. “What’s that, babe?” Knuckles asked rubbing her back.“A babies laugh.” She shifted her attention to Siobhan. “What did the doctor say?”“You know exactly what the doctor said.” Siobhan grumbled as she stabbed at the eggs on her plate. “Aye. Around the same time that Evie will have her twins and Mia has hers. Alicia will be a little later.” “Molly hasn’t said anything.” Toad mused.“I don’t think they know.” N
Yes. If there’s a chance for another baby to live, yes, I’ll donate her organs. – Robert Lynn“You have questions.” Siobhan said not looking up from the tablet in her hand. “And you say that you don’t have the gift.” Knuckles grinned. Siobhan handed the tablet to one of the volunteers and motioned for Knuckles to follow her. Silently, she led the way to her office overlooking the warehouse of donated food. Flipping the sign next to the door, she waited for him to enter the office. She then followed and closed the door behind her.“What all do you know?” She asked closing the blinds. “She has the ability to talk to the dead. Can read palms and cards. Sees in what she calls the shadows.”Siobhan sat behind her desk and he sat in the chair on the opposite side.He hesitated for just a moment. “Pagan suggested that I go talk to his sister.”“Ciara?” Siobhan asked and Knuckles nodded with a soft yeah. “You should.”She rested her arms on her desk an
Grams, how do I bind the tongue of a ghost? Yes, I already asked Moira. She said that you can’t. – NessieThe Fool, as Nessie had taken to calling the ghost in the bar, had become more and more vocal ever since Tank had announced that they were having babies. He became so annoying that Nessie began avoiding the front half of the clubhouse. She even skipped girls’ night. Then she started using the freight elevator as another way to avoid that area. He continued to get louder and soon she could hear him in her office. Church was over and the movie was nearly over. Even in her office, Nessie knew that Tank was in the bar. She felt the presence just before he told her how to silence the fool.She was ready to cast him out. And she knew that she had to do something before he became strong enough to hurt the babies. His anger was strong enough that he would. Dropping her pencil on the desk, she stood up and stormed down the hall. The angry look and way she carried h
She opened herself to the shadows. She would have seen the possibilities for everyone around her. Harry Potter has it right. Chocolate. – GramsKnuckles opened the door of Nessie’s room. Standing in the hallway, Siobhan handed him a bag of chocolate candy and a cup of hot cocoa. “According to Grams, Harry Potter has more things right than the paranormal shows. When she’s feeling better, she needs to call Grams or Moira.”“Okay. She was so cold. She’s in the tub right now.” He said taking the items from her. “Does she have the electric blanket on the bed?”“I put it on. It’s on high.” He said with a nod towards the bed. “What happened?”“She opened a connection to the shadows. She saw the possibilities for everyone. Good and bad. It’s very emotional. Plus, several of them here spoke to her.”“She’s drained.” He surmised. “Yes.” She answered as Nessie called out his name. “Go take care of her.” Siobhan paused and then looked sadly at him. “She won’t