Jack of Harts

It was Rosalie and Rosalind who discovered one of the devils living in our little Heaven in Northern Minnesota. They made certain I learned about him so I could help Julie get out of his influence. I got her out to Alex’s house, and they found out the devil was headed out there to bring her back. They made sure I found out first, so I could get there before anything bad happened. He ended up leaving a lot quicker than he came, without any bruises anywhere on his body. Nothing to suggest anything happened. But he never bothered Julie and Alex again. And I kept an eye on him until he vacated the town entirely. I never would have known about him if Rosalie and Rosalind had not arranged for me to learn though. I owe them a life for that.

Rosalie and Rosalind were good at understanding things. They could just feel the heartbeat of a community. It was why they loved spending time with the Arnam. They were exactly who they seemed to be. Peaceful. They never “accidentally” brushed up against a pretty girl’s tatas or caboose. They were genetically designed to respect borders, including personal space. They were truly alien in a way all the girls of my hometown loved. Don’t get me wrong. We’d all grown up in maybe the best place in all the worlds. It was Heaven in every way that mattered, but even it had its devils if you looked hard enough. People that did not belong in Heaven, and who… were not kind to the angels. Now Rosalie and Rosalind were good at finding those devils.

I did not know it at the time, but Rosalie and Rosalind were totally at fault for me getting together with Julie. I was minding my own business, plucking the strings on my guitar, when they pointed her my way. I think they told her I needed help playing the song, or something like that. Which she did, better than me. I didn’t really know her before that you understand. I’d seen her around, at school, on the beach, and all that. And I knew what she looked like when she wore a bikini. Then she showed me she could play a guitar. I fell in love so hard that day. I played it cool of course, not admitting even to myself how bad it was, but I didn’t fool them. They knew me too well for that.