"Tanya Huff - Keeper's Chronicles 2 - The Second Summoning" - читать интересную книгу автора (Huff Tanya)

of one wrist. “And what’s that when it’s home?”
 “Keepers maintain the structural integrity of the barrier between the world as
most people know it and the metaphysical energy all around it.”

The ghost blinked. “Say what?”

“We mend the holes in the fabric of the universe so bad things don’t get
through.”

“Well, why the hell didn’t you say so the first time? If I wasn’t dead,” she
continued thoughtfully before Claire could answer, ”I’d think you were full of it, but
since I’m not only dead, I’m here, my view of stuff has been, you know, broadened.”
Penciled brows drew in ... “Being dead makes you look at things differently.” . . . and
centered themselves again. “So, how do you do it?”

“Do what?” Claire asked, having been distracted by the movement of the dead
woman’s eyebrows.

“Fix the holes.”

“We reach beyond the barrier and manipulate the possibilities. We use
magic,” she simplified as Cheryl looked blank.

Understanding dawned with returning facial features. “You’re a witch. Like
on television.”

“No.”

“What’s the difference?”

“She’s got a better looking cat,” Austin announced from the top of the dresser
in a tone that suggested it should have been obvious.

Claire ignored him. “I’m a Keeper.”

“Well, jeepers keepers.” Cheryl snickered and bounced her fingertips off a bit
of bouffant hair, her hair spray having held into the afterlife. “Bet you wish you had a
nickel for every time someone said that.”

“Not really, no.”

“They’ve got a better sense of humor on television, too,” the ghost muttered.

“That’s only because Keepers have no sense of humor at all,” Austin told her,
studying his reflection in the mirror. “If it wasn’t for me, she’d be so smugly
sanctimonious no one could live with her.”

“And thank you for your input, Austin.” Shooting him a look that clearly
promised “later,” Claire stood. “Shall we begin?”