TITLE: Sketch McGee
GENRE: Seeing Clearly
The main character, Sketch (16 year old band geek) has the ability to see the future with her drawings. During math, she draws her father laying face down in a pool of blood. She's just called her mom to come up to the school and take a look at it.
Mom examines the picture for what seems like a month. I keep expecting her to say something, but she just sits there. Her hands run over each part several times. First she looks at the man, then the painting that hangs on the walls in the unknown building. Her fingers linger a long time on the window and the trees outside.
Ugh. Say something Mom. This is getting ridiculous.
“Sorry babe. I just got caught up looking at it.” She answers my thoughts. “Do you think you can draw it again? This time in color?” Her hopeful eyes break my heart. I should at least try, no matter how pointless it is.
“I don’t know Mom,” I’m such a complete disappointment. “I can give it a shot, but I haven’t been very successful recreating them so far. Ya know?”
She sighs and hands me the drawing. It feels heavy in my hands, and I don’t even bother to look at it as I shove it down in my notebook. Turning the keys in the ignition, she backs out of the space and drives toward home.
“You’ll figure that out,” She assures me. “It just takes time to control your power.”
Time we apparently don’t have.
“Don’t think like that.” She says. “We’ve been in worse situations in the past and the McGee’s always come out on top.” Her lips curl in an unconvincing smile as we pull into the driveway.
I wish I had her powers. Then, I would know what she was really thinking.