PUZZLE PIECE 7
THE HUSH OF SECRETS
The hush of secrets…
To be preserved safe and sound,
Our musical voice,
Lacks harmony of friendship,
Replaced by anxiety.
Finding Esme imprisoned again, coupled with the loss of my Bloodstone, had left me with a sick feeling dwelling in the pit of my stomach that no fake angel could cure. I didn’t feel in the mood for band practice, but music has a way of lifting my spirits and bringing hope when nothing else does.
At midday, Jade popped over; she’d tied her long jet-black hair back in a high ponytail, braided like a horse’s mane. Towering over me, her tall slender figure moving as her almond eyes struggled to take in the brightness that surrounded her as she entered the wide expanse of our hallway.
Her hands moved to her mouth as she gasped. “Wo
