faerie rift chronicles 01 - faerie rift (69 page)

Dirce starred at him for a few moments. “I guess,” she sighed. “I’ll have to work with what I have. Does it get very many people back there? I don’t like to be disturbed unless they bring offerings.”

“Offerings?”

“Pretty stones, shiny coins. We like those. People want us to make it rain. We can’t do that, but sometimes we talk to the air sylphs who can.”

Dion made his way to the bank of payphones that were toward the other side of this section in the mall. He didn’t need the map to find them. Each section of the mall had an entire side room where people could make calls from the bulky black phones which were attached to the wall. Usually they were located next to the bathroom as the mall wanted to keep the idle noise limited to one part of the shopping center.

Of course, all four phones were in use. There wasn’t anything else he could do but look at his wristwatch and wait. He glanced around and looked for any security guards. None. Karanzen kept them back today. Once they were inside the mall, there wasn’t a whole lot he could do so long as Dion and his friends didn’t cause a problem.

Dion expected Edward to show up. The little Englishman seemed to know just when he was needed. But, so far, he’d made only one appearance. Perhaps he’d decided to stay put for the time being. Edward did say he only was allowed so much time. It could be he was in the process of conserving as much of it as he could.

“You need anything to drink?” Sean asked the girls who were lying under the sun. It wasn’t too hot outside, but the sun was still sending waves of light to the ground and it heated up.

“No,” one of the nymphs told him. “We don’t usually need to since we spend most of time in water. Don’t need to eat either, in case you weren’t told.”

All of a sudden, they stood up and stretched, which caused more cars to slow down in the parking lot. Sean was certain he saw a man walk into the side of a building as he turned to watch the girls. Eventually, someone would say something about the girls in the pool store outside the display. He could see a number of complaints from their appearance. Not that it bothered the trucks that detoured across the lot to get a better view.

“You can collect the towels,” another one said to him. “The men who brought them to us took the towels out of the cabinet over there.” She pointed in the direction a small locker in the corner of the display.

The nymphs formed a single line, which branched off as they went back into the pools on display. In minutes, they were swimming around the display units and splashing in the water.

“Clean water,” he heard one say to another. “Hate the chemical smell, and there’s no fish.”

“Don’t think the fish would last very long in it,” another one said.

One of the sales clerks stopped his presentation to a prospective customer as two of the elementals walked up the portable ladder and dove into the pool. The man who was interested in it stopped his conversation to watch them surface and swim to the side of the pool.

“Do they come with the pool?” he asked.

The woman who had been in a deep conversation on the phone hung it up and walked away.

Relieved, Dion went to the pay phone and fished through his pockets. Finding some change, he fed a few dimes into the phone’s slot, just in case. When he heard a dial tone, Dion tried to remember the numbers he needed. It came to him and his finger spun them. He waited. The phone on the other side began to ring. He was about to hang up the phone when someone picked it up on the seventh ring.

Chapter 8

“Hello?” a voice said. “Mustalow residence.”

“Mike?” Dion spoke into the phone. “This is Dion. Were you and them still planning on going to the mall today?”

“Of course, we’ve planned this for weeks. Why?”

“I’m over in the blue section. When did you plan to leave?”

“About five minutes. I have to pick half of the club up, there’s another car driven by James and he’s supposed to meet us out in the lot.”

“Do you think the entire group could meet me by the phones in the blue section when you get here? I can’t imagine it taking you any longer than a half hour.”

“Sure. What’s up? Something you want to do?”

“No, something all of you need to see. Trust me on this one.”

“Okay, you’ve never let me down yet. See you later.”

The phone connection ceased and Dion returned the phone to the cradle and moved out of the way so the next person could use it. He walked over to the bench next to the phones and sat down. It shouldn’t be long. He wasn’t sure this was the best course of action, but he didn’t have another plan. Besides, the club really needed what he had in mind.

“And all you do all day long is sun yourself on the rocks?” Emily asked Dirce. “That’s it?”

“Why would I want to do anything else?” she asked her. “We did it for thousands of years. Until the big ships made an appearance, there was nothing to bother us. Every now and then, a human appears to ask for a favor or advice and it breaks up a dull year. We have a whole different sense of time, I try to tell you.”

“Why would you need a cave or culvert?” Dennis asked the small green-eyed nymph who was sitting in his lap with her arm around his neck. The attention was wonderful, but they still got disapproving looks from some of the shoppers.

“It’s where I’ll need to live. At night, we sleep too. I hope my sisters will come with me. Fresh water is different from seawater. The fish are different too. I’m looking forward to a change.”

Dion waited patiently by the phone banks. He knew it would take a little time for his friends to arrive, but there was nothing else he could do. He felt the best course of action was to wait for them to make appearance, and then head back to the pool store. It wouldn’t take too long.

He looked at his wristwatch. It wouldn’t be long before Salacia Delphi arrived and decided whether or not to grant him full elemental powers. He needed it badly to advance to the next one, the element of fire. After that, it would be the fifth element, the one his uncle held. And then he might be able to free his parents.

He leaned back on the bench and waited.

“How many have you sold today?” the first clerk asked as both of them watched what they thought were young girls frolic in the display pools. Why did they all have the same kind of swimsuit on right now? Didn’t they come into the display area in different suits?

“I’ve written up three contracts already. You?” the second sales clerk thought the same thing and looked over into the corner where the swim team’s tracksuits were stored. He didn’t see any extra suits over there. “I think the kids from the front room wrote two more between them. That’s a record for today.”

“Has to be the boss’ doing. Only she would come up with something as outrageous as having a girls' swim team come into the store to boost sales.”

“Seems to be working. Oh, someone wants to buy a pool. I’m off.”

Sean made himself helpful, but there wasn’t much these young women needed. They continued to play in the water and occasionally sit on the decks built next to the display pools. He turned to the door back into the pool store and wondered where Emily was and what she was up to at the moment. He missed her and they had only been separated an hour or so. Last night was horrible. He woke up in the morning and needed to see her right away. Was this the effect of being in close proximity to the elementals? He wondered if it would go away with time.

A crowd of high school seniors walking down the mall alerted Dion his friends had arrived. He stood up, walked up to Mike, and shook his hand. He looked down the row and saw the second wave, commanded by James, coming up in the rear. The first group had five young men and the second six, which made for a total of eleven, a perfect number for the job. All he had to do was take them back to the pool store and hope for the best. Beyond today, there was nothing guaranteed and he had no way of knowing whether or not his plan would work, but at least it was a plan.

“Why are your fingernails colored?” Dirce asked Emily as she sat there with her. “I’ve never seen them done that way.”

“It’s called fingernail polish,” Emily explained, holding her hand up so the nymph could see her nails. “A lot of girls and older women paint their nails to make them look nice.”

“But not everyone does it?” Dirce asked again. She examined Emily’s nails up close and tried to figure out what made them different.

“Not everyone. It takes a long time to have it done. You probably don’t need to do it.”

They turned to see Dion walk down the corridor to them with a group of guys in the rear. Emily and Lilly recognized some of them and couldn’t figure out what they had in common other than glasses and a lack of style. Half of them had clothes that didn’t match and the others needed to get new shoes. It wasn’t a lack of money. They knew some of the boys. These guys with Dion didn’t care much how they looked and it wasn’t a statement, just a lack of interest.

“Everything okay back in the display area?” Dion asked the group in front of him.

“We haven’t heard anything bad,” Dennis told him. “As a matter of fact, we haven’t heard much of anything at all. I don’t think Sean has been back here once to get us.”

Dion looked forward to the glass door to the pool store. He looked up to the display sign over the entrance. The sun sent warm light in through the windows of the mall and he could feel the warmth of the day. Soon the mall would have to use its air conditioning system to cool the place down, but he hadn’t heard it kick on just yet. They were still in the early months of spring, but the weather was unusually warm.

“Ok, let’s go,” he told the group. “They’re all in the back.” He turned to Emily. “I’ll send Sean back to you when we go out there. I have no idea how long this will take, but Salacia Delphi is supposed to be here soon enough. Just wait for me to come out when I’m done.” The group continued on through the door and soon they had left the sight of those still on the bench.

“What do you think he has in mind?” Emily asked. “I can’t figure it out.”

“I think I know,” Lilly replied as she looked at the serene form of Dennis and Dirce. “I don’t want to say anything just yet because it might mess everything up. And, who knows, maybe he has something in mind I would never understand. Dion doesn’t discuss his plans with me.”

The water nymphs were relaxed in the pools. They stood in the water and hummed a group song, which made all the prospective buyers stop their questions and turn to the source of the music. It was a clear and beautiful sound, harmonious, but in a tune older than human civilization. The harmony drifted over the parking lot and into the countryside causing the birds to go silent. It was the sound of the lost oceans and forbidden seas set to a tune without words.

The elemental nymphs looked at each other from the display pools and broke out in laughter.

The door to the pool store opened. Dion strolled in with a group of young men behind him. They entered the display area and stopped. Before the men sat a group of display models swimming pools with attractive young women it them. They wore matched red bikinis. The two groups starred at each other and tried to figure out what each was doing there outside the pool store.

“Gentlemen,” Dion said to his group. “I would like you to meet the swim team. Ladies, I present to you our high school chess club.” He turned to Sean who stood at the edge of the display. “You can go back inside, I’ll handle it from here on out. Emily is getting lonely in there.”

Sean walked past Dion, a little confused as to what he had planned, but anxious to return to Emily. He walked over to the two sales clerks who were in the process of going over a warranty with a customer. The crowd had died down and they’d been able to send their extra clerks back into the main store. The owner was supposed to arrive shortly and they were thrilled so many pools were ordered. It was a record they had never expected to see.

“I hate to interrupt your work,” he said, “but could you do me a favor and take this inside the store for the next few minutes? I need to take care of something and I would appreciate your help. Don’t worry, you’ll be able to see everything going on here from the window. One other thing, I’m supposed to meet Ms. Delphi when she arrives.”

The two clerks looked at each other and then the customer. “Okay, we’re finishing something up, so I don’t see a problem. Just don’t be too long out here.” The trio walked back into the pool store. The door closer made a swoosh when it shut.

Sean turned back to the display pools to see the swim team elementals stepping out of them. They climbed out of by way of the portable ladders installed to make entrance and exit easy. There were multiple sounds of feet plopping on the ground and water dripping off nymph bodies as they looked over the young men presented for their approval. It was quiet outside in the exhibit area with the only sound that of the pool filtration systems humming away. On most days soft music played from the speakers aimed at the pools, but not today.

“I should ask you why we were brought back here,” Mike said, “but I really don’t care. And thanks for introducing us to them.”

“Didn’t you say that no one had a date for the prom?” Dion asked his friend. “I seem to recall you told me at lunch last week that the guys in your chess club were all sad because no girls joined this year. I recall the week before that when you mentioned that not one of them had a girlfriend.”

“Yes, I think I did.” He continued to watch the swim team put on their tracksuits.

“I count eleven eligible women,” Dion said to him. “I also count eleven members of the chess club here, including you. I think the problem will resolve itself.”

Appias walked up to the group and looked each one over carefully. Finally, she came up to Mike and looked him deeply in the eyes. “Hello, my name is Appias. I like you.”

Mike, who had enough trouble finding a girl who would even admit he existed, turned and looked at Dion. “I think you’re supposed to tell her you like her too,” Dion told him.

Mike gulped and looked at Appias. Her eyes were the color of water on a lost bay no one had ever seen that was so clear the sand was visible at the bottom. “I’m Mike,” he said to her. “I like you too.”