TITLE: A JEWEL OF SIRRA
GENRE: YA Paranormal Romance/Urban Fantasy
B14. B14. B14
I have to remember... Now where are the lockers?
As Helen stood inside the terminal of the Honolulu International Airport, her eyes quickly scanned for the location of the locker. The terminal was bustling with groups of tourists being led in different directions by their guides and the greeters handing out leis to passersby.
The array of vibrant tropical flowers caught her eyes and the intoxicating scent nearly broke her concentration. Finally, she found a man in uniform, someone who can answer her question.
"Excuse me. Where are the lockers?"
"Oh, the lockers. Walk up that way and it's on your first right." said the man in a uniform.
"Thank you," said Helen softly as she turned to that direction.
Mumbling voices and loud announcements coming from various speakers echoed through her ears. The sights and sounds bombarded her heightened senses making it difficult for her to concentrate. She struggled to regain focus, redirecting her eyes toward the lockers.
Filled with apprehension, she weaved through the mayhem with only one thing on her mind. As she reached the rows of lockers, her eyes moved rapidly. Soon, her search came to a halt at one particular number: Locker Number B14. She cautiously entered the secret code that was given to her the day before. The metal door popped open to reveal its only content, an ordinary luggage bag.
This is it? My new life is in this tiny, little bag? You gotta be kidding me.