Drake Sisters 04 - Dangerous Tides

you want."

    "Guitars despise me. They are not my friends. I'm quite happy to listen to you play. Let's go out on the deck and look at the moon and you can play for us. I love it when we do that."

    Joley reached out suddenly to touch her younger sister. Elle drew back quickly, but Libby saw Joley wince from the contact. Joley glanced at Libby, entreaty in her eyes. Libby smiled at them both. "What a great idea. Who else is here? Joley, why don't you get the others while Elle and I make sure we have Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    enough chairs." As she spoke she casually circled Elle's shoulders with her arm and felt the well of warm, healing energy burst free. It moved through her body and into Elle's.

    "It's a full moon tonight, isn't it?" Joley asked as she stepped over to the stairs to call her other sisters down.

    "Yes," Libby said. "Well, almost full. And very little fog. A little cool and windy, but it's beautiful."

    They sat together for an hour, simply listening to the surf below and the cry of the birds as they sought refuge for the night. Peace seeped into Libby, a small bit at a time. The Drake home was a sanctuary for them, a place to retreat and revitalize.

    "I feel Hannah," Elle said suddenly. She closed her eyes and put her hand on Joley's shoulder, amplifying the connection. "She's standing by an open window looking towards us and she's crying."

    "Is it Jonas?" Sarah asked.

    Elle shook her head. "No, she's just feeling alone without us, and Jonas isn't a very good patient. He's been particularly difficult and taking it out on her."

    Libby stepped out to the railing facing the sea, her sisters behind her. At once she felt the power of the Drake women flowing around her. It was often that way, particularly in the evenings, watching a sunset or in the moonlight. Energy leapt between them and crackled in the air. Joley picked out a soft melody on her guitar, accompanying the crashing waves. The ocean appeared wild, the serenity gone, waves slamming hard against the cliffs and spraying high into the air.

    Sarah stepped to the railing and lifted her arms to the sky. Light from the moon spilled down on her fingertips as she wove the beams into fine nets connecting each of her sisters. She whispered softly, the rhythm following Joley's guitar riff and the rhythm of the sea. Kate stepped up beside her sister, shoulder to shoulder, and lifted her arms. The wind answered, surrounding the women, a soft, gentle breeze completely at odds with the power of the ocean beneath them.

    Joley began to sing. A song of nature, of unity, of strength and power weaving a bond so tight none Generated by ABC Amber LIT Conv erter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html
    could break it. Although her voice was soft and melodious, the clarity rang above the crashing boom of the waves. The wind increased, catching the notes and taking them up towards the stars.

    Abigail joined in to harmonize the chorus, the purity of her voice carried on the wind to the water below and the sea creatures answered, rising to perform an acrobatic ballet, leaping, spinning and somersaulting in unison.

    Libby turned south, toward a city miles away where Hannah stood alone in a hospital room keeping vigil over Jonas. Libby lifted her arms to the wind, adding her power and healing energy to the gathering strength.

    Elle was last. She stood close to Joley, lifting her face so that the moon bathed her in light, so that the beams from Sarah's fingers seemed to surround her. Power glittered like small sparkling gems over their heads. She turned, facing in Hannah's direction, feeling with her mind, a conduit of power, reaching for Hannah, knowing Hannah was reaching back. She waited until the connection grew strong, until the wind increased, whipping at them and Joley's fingers flashed over the guitar drawing out such a melody of power and energy that it fed the wind, fed the intensity until small charges of lightning sizzled across the sky.

    Elle joined their minds, heightening the strength and love as they all poured their emotions into the collective universal pool. She threw her arms forward, commanding the wind, and it raced away, out of the ocean, carrying the message to their absent sister.

    The music softened. Joley's voice faded away to a last haunting note. They stood waiting beneath the bright moon. And it came back to them. A soft feminine voice on the wind, whispering love and