A foreboding presence lurked nearby. I couldn’t say I liked the times I could sense danger. But my senses became more acute when I sensed otherworldly energy. They penetrated every fiber of my being, creating a powerful sensation.
Then, a harsh grinding and banging sound echoed in the twilight.
“Get a grip,” I spoke out loud.
“What? What was that sound?” Noah’s head jerked up, and he tilted to acknowledge my outburst.
“Nothing, sweetie. I need to email Becky. Then I’ll finish my dinner.”
“Are you positive? That sound hurt my ears.” He heard the commotion, confirming my accuracy.
I typed my last page of email notes to Becky, and the facts and figures were a welcome distraction until a loud explosion rocked our table.
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