Z O E PEĂA
xxxlike a dream I can reach but not quite hold
xxxi can sense you there
xxxlike a friend I've always known
The whole thing may have been foolish, but now that she was here, Zoe was really starting to enjoy herself. She wasnât sure she had expected to find Alex in some sort of relationship, but Phoenix seemed to be genuinely wonderful, and definitely had a cooler head on his shoulders. Then a womanâs voice yelled out at them. She heard Alex try to greet her, and Phoenix walked a short way away. Not far enough. She half expected Alex to talk to her, walk away farther with her, try to distract her, something. Zoe didnât know Alex well, but judging by his face, the things they were hearing was news to him, too. Still, she leaned in and whispered, âAle-Alex. Whatâs this about?â Only to hear that he didnât know, either.
She had halfway been hoping that asking about it would remind him that she was there, and that heâd do something. She felt like she was listening to something very personal that she had no right to know, and it was more than a little uncomfortable. She was having some first day in town.
Eventually, someone else appeared-having almost run right into Alex, clearly not paying attention to where they were going. They just started talking, and introduced themself. âOh, Iâm Zoe,â She replied, when asked for her name. She thought about clarifying who she was even farther, but between the argument happening behind them, and Neden welcoming her to town and then picking up her brotherâs dog, she had no idea what to do.
âI died that night.â Zoe wasnât really listening to the argument at that point; sheâd been trying to tune it out, but something about that comment hit her ears, and a look of horror crossed her face. She didnât know a lot about Alex, but she did know that he was a necromancer. Their father had told her as much when she asked why he lived in Canada, so far away from the rest of him. Sheâd always been under the impression that necromancy was a dangerous and shameful thing, and now she had some strange ideas running through her mind, and she couldnât help but wonder what Alex had done. She tried not to be too obvious about it when Alex turned to look at her, but she felt like her thoughts were painted across her forehead.
After that, it wasnât long before things ended and Alex was handing Coco to her. Zoe didnât mind holding the dog- she was soft and cute and very clearly getting tired of walking. At first, sheâd just assumed he was planning on going after Phoenix, but he started sending text messages, and then turned and started walking the opposite direction Phoenix had gone. Honestly, Zoe was planning on standing there until sheâd figured out what to do, but then she realized that she had his dog. âHey, wait!â She hurried to walk beside him, and one look at his face told her not to try to talk to him, so she didnât.
Zoe quickly learned that the good thing about living in a town populated with a variety of magical beings was that there was always something open. Alex went to buy her something to eat, and when Zoe started to stop him, trying to explain that he didnât have to do that, he just shot her a look that pretty effectively communicated his desire that she just shut up. So she wound up letting him buy her some dinner, and, since she had Coco, he even carried the takeout bag for her. He was using his phone quite a bit as he walked her through the town, and when they came upon a bed and breakfast with plenty of open rooms, she realized why. She didnât remind him that all of her things were back at his place. The plan had been to find her a place to stay and bring her back there after dinner, but theyâd had to adjust the plan. At this point, she figured she would swing by in the morning to pick it all up on her way out of town. This had gone so badly that she was willing to admit it was a terrible idea to have come in the first place.
Then Alex finally spoke to her, and though she didnât really know Phoenix and Alex, the words just about broke her heart. Theyâd lived very different lives than she had, and she was only just realizing it. She wanted to thank Alex for being willing to give her a chance. She wanted to tell him that she didnât think he was all that bad, and she was sure Phoenix didnât think he was too good for him. But she didnât. Instead, she just said, âOkay.â And watched him walk away.
Then she closed her door, sat down, and ate her dinner. She had a lot to reflect on, and a lot to think about.