It’s QueerBlogWed, a day on which to share and post something queer. Tales of the Navel/The Shadows is this in more ways than one.
Today Peter picks up where he left off on Monday in Unwilling to Be Yours, the second prelude to my unpublished novels inspired by Tarot card imagery.
“I’m guessing the Door you’re talking about is a portal to another world?” This was more magic than I cared to deal with. “Your Damian was trying to create one?”
“He didn’t just try,” Christopher said. His voice was very soft, as he gazed at the painting. “He succeeded.”
I stared at him. He nodded in the direction of the painting.
“That thing is a Door?” The words came out all breathless and scared. “Damian created a Door in your shop?”
I was sure whether I was terrified or outraged. What Damian had done was beyond rude, or inconsiderate. “This sounds like a dangerous disregard for you and yours.”
“I know,” Gabrielle said with a sigh. The anger seemed to run out of her at the sight of mine. “I’m afraid Damian didn’t have very much respect for me, or the Navel.”
I half expected an angry retort from Christopher at this criticism of his precious Damian.
To my surprise, he didn’t say anything. His eyes dropped to his feet, avoiding Gabrielle’s.
Talk about a bad employee. I sympathized with ‘Brie and Christopher, yet all the while a malicious part of me hissed in satisfaction. My rival was a prick. As if I hadn’t suspected as much.