Rose for Rose: Book Two in the Angels' Mirror Series Read Online Free PDF

complete with a new birth year, she had begun to believe.
    Justice was the most down to earth man she’d ever met. Sometimes, she wished she’d met him before Mark. All things considered, though, she was glad to have met the man.
    Driven by a passion to help people in his own bizarre way, Justice had listened intently to his friends’ plea for help with their then-roommate’s faring and had even believed Edward’s story within minutes, after seeing the attire and sword that had come through time with him.
    Eugenie often wondered if it had anything to do with his friend Rosemary’s disappearance; or her death…. Whichever story one believed. It had apparently taken everything out of him for many months, and then, just as he was about to bounce back, all of a sudden, he…
    A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, causing Eugenie to jump, losing track of her thoughts. She pushed the button for the tandem to close over the boothing area and walked over to the bird cages.
    Maybe if she let them out a pair at a time for a few minutes, then it wouldn’t get as hectic as when all eight birds were out.
    Thankfully, it was rarely her job to fly any of them.
    “I really don’t want to deal with these birds right now, God,” she said, opening Leopold’s silvery cage with care, then walking over to Clementine’s. Once they’d flown, she could let loose Mancato and Sunset, Floy and Flo the Green-Cheek Conures, and finally Malagasy and Mia, the lovebirds.
    Oh, how she hated being the one to fly the lovebirds!
    Why the Torrances insisted on the least sociable and captivity-known lovebirds, she’d never know. Did being discriminating animal lovers mean getting the ones that weren’t as popular simply to do it?
    Thunder drummed around her and the rain poured more heavily as she dialed Mark. Keeping her eyes on Leo and Clem, she waited for him to answer.
    “Hey; when you comin’ home?”
    Eugenie stifled a sigh.
    Mark had been around Morton again; she could tell. He only used slang after visits with him for a few hours, but it annoyed her, all the same.
    “We’ve got a thunder storm, Mark. I have to stay. I’m flying the birds, and…I know the storm is here and not somewhere else, but… it still frightens me. What if someone, or something, comes through the mirror again? The reflection isn’t black, but it isn’t me, either. I’m not sure what I’m seeing. Can they see me, too?”
    “Of course they can’t see you, Dear! Remember, Paloma didn’t see Edward, only he had seen her, because the storm was on his end!”
    Mark didn’t sound as reassured as his words suggested, and Eugenie panicked a little bit more.
    “What if I trip and fall through the mirror? What then? What will happen to me, and to our baby?”
    She turned the cell onto speaker and set it down on the green Formica countertop.
    A sigh of exasperation met her ears.
    “Stay clear of the mirror and you can’t fall through it. Is anyone else still there? I know they have no idea the reason behind the mirror’s odd behavior,” Mark finally said. “Besides, how many times do you really need to… be over in that area? I know you have to… well… but can’t you just…”
    “It’s just me. Noah left three minutes before the storm really got going,” she replied. “And no, Mark, I can’t just hold it until I get home! I know what you’re thinking. Anyway, I better go. I want to put Leo and Clem away and fly the Macaws. Besides…. I don’t want lightning to hit the tower and electrocute us.”
    As it was, her stomach was in knots just being on the phone when lightning was around.
    What if they got zapped?
    Before her husband could reply, she hung up and set the phone away from her. She realized she was quite hungry all of a sudden, and was glad she still had some of the lunch she’d ordered earlier in the day so she didn’t have to add to the till and prepare something for herself.
    “Come on, Clem, Leo… time to go back in your