Fear squeezed me tight as I turned toward the gate surrounding the cemetery. Once I passed outside the cemetery grounds I would have no protection at all. I swallowed and started walking. I pushed the gate open and stood there a moment, gathering my courage. I really fucking wished I still had Excalibur. I had no weapons at all except my touch-and-go powers. Fuck it. I stepped out of the cemetery and headed for the road that led back to my house. I thought about the last time I’d been on this road, running in the opposite direction, desperately trying to teleport and get away. Now I was walking back, not exactly calmly, but I had some fucking dignity. I straightened my shoulders and kept my pace steady. Yeah, I had some fucking dignity now. No matter what was waiting for me at home, I was going to face it. My heart slammed against my ribs as I turned onto our drive and passed by the trees guarding the property. The house stood in front of me like doom, solid and inevitable. No, this was a choice, my choice.
