Wesley pushed the cushion behind his head into place and gazed up into
the night sky. The buzz from a bottle of wine let him indulge the
fantasy that the spinning globe had paused, leaving him hanging over
the void, so that if he didnât hold on tightly to something he
might well fall down into the unending, fathomless deeps of space,
striking sparks from suns, kicking planets out of orbit, a long,
endless dive into star-lit darkness.
He laughed, and his companion smiled too, without understanding the
reason for his mirth. Solitary laughter is a most efficient goad
though, and it wasnât long before the inevitable question was asked.
“Iâm laughing because Iâve just remembered what this night means.”
“Itâs a meteor shower, right? Thatâs what you told me. Said you always
watched them, ever since you were a kid.”
“Thatâs right, but this one is special. My grandfather told me a story
about it. People used to think the meteors were the fiery tears of St
Lawrence.”
“Never heard of him.”
“Why does that not surprise me? He was martyred by the Romans on August
the tenth, in the Year of Our Lord, 258. Same night as the shower, you
see? Librarians and cooks both look him as an inspiration. An odd
pairing, perhaps.”
“How did he die?”
The voice had a flicker of interest now and Wesleyâs lips curved in a
grim smile. “They placed him across a gridiron and cooked him. You
donât get to be a saint without suffering, you know, without enduring
torment both physical and mental.”
A silence fell and Wesley watched, entranced, as he spotted the first
flashing spear of silver arc across the sky.
“So you think when you get him back, heâll be a saint? Saint Angel?”
The words were punctuated by a derisive snort.
The mockery was annoying, the provocation plain. Wesley got to his
knees and lifted up his wrist with a brutal tug. Justineâs breath
hissed out sharply as her chafed flesh rubbed against the cuff.
“Iâm not sure,” Wesley said pleasantly. “But if you see yourself in a
halo, Iâm more than willing to do my bit to help you qualify.”
Watching her grovel and plead was frighteningly entertaining. So much
so that he missed the rest of the shower and the patient tears of
heaven fell unheeded.
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