Page 41 of Saving Elena


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“Are you okay Aid? You didn’t come home till close to three-thirty this morning.”

“I need to talk to someone Spence. I know you won’t say anything to anyone else and I need your thoughts on something.”

“Okay. Sounds kind of heavy.”

Aidyn sipped his coffee. “I was with Elena last night.”

“Elena?” Spencer turned to look at him, his eyes rounded. “You mean Elena?” He pointed to the mountain.

“Yes. Elena.”

“You went up there? Aidyn, you can’t be doing that.”

“No, she came down here.”

“What? How? When?”

He chuckled. “We had it planned. I just wanted to spend time with her. Get to know her better. She’s interesting. We talked for hours last night. About our lives and things we want to do in the future. She doesn’t want to stay up there but can’t leave because of her mom.”

“What will she do down here?”

“She’s the brewer, Spence.”

“The brewer? You mean the elixir? She does that?”

“Yes.”

Spencer stared up at the mountain himself and contemplated. Aidyn sipped at his coffee. And when he spoke again, his voice cracked.

“I can’t stop thinking about her. I can’t get her out of my head.”

“Do you love her?”

He turned to look into his friend’s eyes. He wasn’t mocking, he was serious. “I don’t know. I’ve never been in love before.”

“Hmm. I was once. A long time ago. Remember?”

“Yeah. You were head over heels. You kept sneaking out. You wanted to be with her all the time. You kept talking about her. You were with her almost every night.”

He froze and turned to stare up at the mountain again. “Shit.”

Spencer reared back and laughed. He slapped him on the shoulder. “Man, you’re in love with a mountain girl.”

Aidyn let that sink in a bit. Then dropped his head. “She might be in danger. Craig Howard wants her to marry.”

“What’s it to him?”

“Population. He doesn’t want their numbers to dwindle.”

“Hmm.” Spencer sipped his coffee again. “You could bring her down here. She’d be safe here.”

“She has a sick mom. They have no one else. They’re a package.”

“Man, you sure know how to pick ’em. First time in love and you’ve got yourself a shit-storm brewing.”

“I know it.”

“What are you going to do?”

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