The Shadows We Keep

eaming decisively. Laughing, I rolled my eyes. "Dorina, you're j

he point is not that. The main idea is that Louis is the most attractive

uture held for us as we strolled arm in arm home from school. Is it likely that Dorina will wed Louis? What about me? What might my

softened and he smiled, curling his lips, He said, "Hey, kiddo," he uttered, extending his arms to embrace. Running

d Montagro's voice behind me, though, as I turned to leave. "Dior, wait." Curious, I spun around. "Yes, Mr. Montagro?"His voice was low and mysterious, but he said, "I feel like your life is going to c

reed Montagro's words. That my life was going to change-what did he mean? And why did he app

se, my mother was standing at the doorway. Beautiful and elegant, she had neatly held curling brown hair and a warm smile. When I walked up to her, she said, "Hey, sweetheart," "How did your day go?" A little taken aback, I shrugged. "It was

ever could have imagined." I hesitated, unsure of myself. "He said that my life was about to change in ways I never could have thought of and it

asked. My mother, however, simply shook her head. As she put it, "It's nothing, sweetie," "Just forget about it." Don't think

I tried to appear indifferent by nodding, but my mind was racing. And what was happening? Furthermore, why was my mother actin

at reason had Kreed Montagro predicted that my life would soon

t me understand what was happening. "Not much," I put back. "Just got back from walking home with your dad." Dorina answered right away. "Ah, I see. What was it he said? I was hesitant to divulge too

" she concurred. However, Dior, don't worry. It must be nothing

ed off, I couldn't shake off the plaguing feeling that something

ished some of my assignments. But as the day was coming to an end, I couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. In a sense, I was waiting for the other sho

de them follow me? The automobile vanished as I turned the corner onto

" as I walked up to her. "We need to talk." A feeling of bewilderment washed over me. This woman was who? What was the topic of her conversation with me? I was ready to ask he

can't talk here," she declared. "Follow me." Then she turned around, quickened down the stairs, and disappeared into darkness. I wasn't sure what to do for a moment. . I wasn'