Then Helen understood why she was pent up like a dam instead
of bawling like a waterfall. She wasn?t sad. She was furious.
As she flew toward him, he saw her and stood. Helen didn?t land
on the catwalk. Instead, she floated in front of him, claiming the
air for herself. For a moment, they just stared at each other, both of
them too overwhelmed to break the silence with speech.
?What are you doing here?? Lucas said at last, his sunken eyes
wide and hungry for the sight of her. Helen ignored his stupid
question and said the first thing that came to mind.
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?Why didn?t you tell me?? she demanded, angry and hurt and not
sure what she wanted to hear from him. ?Right from the start. Why
couldn?t you at least explain to me why we couldn?t be together??
?If you wanted to know, why didn?t you just answer the phone
one of the thousand times I?ve called you this past week?? he demanded
in return, just as angry and hurt as she was.
?Stop it! Stop asking me questions when you?re the one with all
the answers!? she bellowed at him, finally feeling the hitch and
sting of tears in her throat.
The dam was about to burst, and she knew that what was going
to come out would be ugly, red-faced sobbing. She had to get as far
away from Lucas as possible. She summoned one of the turbulent
storm winds to yank her body away and take her wherever it chose,
but Lucas felt her recklessness. He dove into the air and caught her
before she could be chewed up by the storm she was so drastically
underestimating. As soon as he had her safe again in his arms he
broke down and kissed her.
Helen was so stunned she stopped crying before she had a chance
to start and nearly fell out of the sky. Still the better flyer, Lucas
caught her and supported her as they tumbled on the wind, holding