The Aura of Love

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The Aura of Love…A Puzzle for Your Pleasure: Chapter 4!

The October 2, 2007 Winner is Karmen S of Huntsville, AL!

 

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Chapter 4

           While Remy and Zavier were engrossed in their Scrabble game, Jace was involved in his own game.
           Aw man, I can’t believe he got fired!  Jace grabbed his head and leaned back in his chair, his gaze touching the ceiling, despair and disbelief written on his face.  His Sim had been a superstar, rich and making money mammy.  And now, all that income was history.
            Jace’s digi beeped, shaking him from his Sims-induced haze and bringing him back to reality.  One glance told him Darius was on the other end.
            “What up, man?”
            “Jace, man, that was one slammin’ party Pandora gave last night.  No!  Wait!  I wouldn’t know that…’cause I didn’t get to go.”
            Through his digi’s screen, Jace saw Darius’s big grin.  “No, you didn’t, and your ass was never missed.  Pandora did ask about you, though.”  He paused as memories of last night brought a smile.  “Remy and I had a great time!  I think–”
            Jace stopped, his conversation cut short by his doorbell’s high-toned chimes.  “Hold on a minute.  Let me see who this is.”
           His brother, Reggie, older by seven years, stood on the other side of the door, his braids fuzzy.  Reggie’s expression conveyed worry, stress, and sorrow as he stumbled over the threshold.  “I came to get you, man.  Dad’s in The Clinic.  A car hit him.  He was in Wilmington.  They don’t know if he’s gonna make it.”
            “A car hit him?” Jace asked, the digi still at his ear.  “How could a car hit him?  Where were his psychic skills?  Wilmington, Delaware?”
            “North Carolina.  And I don’t know, Jace.  He just was.  Come on, we gotta go.”
            “Jace.”  Darius got no response.  “Jace.”
            “Yeah?”  Jace felt as if he’d been thrust into a debilitating emotional fog.  Maybe he could hear Darius if he just extracted himself from this fog, if he could just concentrate.
            “I’ll meet you there.  Okay?”
            “Huh?”
            “I’ll meet you there.”
            “Uh-huh…yeah…okay.”
            Jace disconnected his digi and lay it down next to the computer where his Sim now partied with guests.  He had one final thought as he and Reggie left.  What the hell was Dad doing in Wilmington?