Broken Wings 02 Midnight Flight Read Online Free

heart can hold sunshine, even on rainy
days."
She did make it sound wonderful. For a
moment she paused with her face so radiant and full
of happiness. I felt some hope seep into my hardened
and crusty surface. She looked at me as if she could
sense it and gave me a special nod, a little mare of her
smile,
"People are always asking me. 'Dr. Foreman, you were a successful and renowned college professor. Why did you throw away your classroom work, your publications, your lectures, put all your fortune into this school, and go off and surround yourself with the hardest sort of challenge: girls whom everyone has given up on, girls who would
easily end up in penal institutions?'
"Well, the answer is you, my dears," she
declared with her arms out as though she were about
to embrace all three of us at once. "you and your
awakening. Nothing is more satisfying to me than to
bring someone back from the dead." she continued,
her right hand over her heart. "for that is where you
are now, in some cemetery of your own making,
burying yourselves in your disgust, your fears, your
dysfunction,"
She grew stern looking again and took another
step toward the three of us.
"Within the next twenty-four hours, fourteen
hundred teenagers like yourselves will attempt
suicide, twenty-eight hundred will get pregnant,
fifteen thousand will try alcohol for the first time, and
thirty-five hundred will run away from home." She let those facts linger in the air between us
for a moment. I glanced at Robin and then Teal.
Neither seemed impressed nor seemed to care. "But not you. No, not my girls. To me," Dr.
Foreman said, looking up at the ceiling as if she could
look right through to the heavens, "you will all be like
Lazarus, rising from the grave."
"Does that mean you're God?" Teal asked, her
mouth dripping with sarcasm.
I thought I was brave and tough, but this soft,
pretty white girl who sounded like she had been born
with a silver spoon in her mouth was sure nasty and
unafraid, even after all that had been done to her, to
us.
Dr. Foreman's eyelids fluttered. She had what
seemed unflappable poise. That smile never faltered
as she lowered her gaze at Teal like someone lowering
the barrel of a cannon at a new target.
"For you and for the others. dear Teal, as long
as you are here, that is exactly who I will be." She waited a moment for her words to settle.
Teal shook her head and looked away.
"Now,," Dr. Foreman said, turning back to
speak to all of us. "let me begin by explaining that
you're not going to a school any way like the ones you
have attended. First, my school is at my ranch. It's a
working ranch and you will all participate in the daily chores."
"Oh, so we're really a form of cheap labor, is
that it?" Robin complained.
"Hardly cheap. Robin. For your work, you will
be given full room and board."
"Isn't my father paving you?" Teal fired at her.
"I shouldn't have to do any daily chores." she declared
staunchly, her eyes burning with arrogance. "Yes, in your case, the family is paying, but
there is much more that will be given to you than you
would get anywhere else for that amount of money."
Dr. Foreman said calmly. The arrows and darts Teal
shot at her with those fiery eves seemed to bounce off
an invisible wall of protection that surrounded her. "Like what?" Teal demanded, refusing to step
back. I saw how the girls behind Dr. Foreman glared
at Teal. They all looked eager to get their hands
around her neck and shake her head off her body. "Like my expert treatment, my therapy
sessions, my proven techniques," Dr. Foreman said to
all of us and not just Teal. "It's off the charts when
you start computing the casts, and even Teal here,
who points out that her parents are paying the tuition,
couldn't really afford the tuition if it were equated
with the value you will all receive."
"Why are you so nice and generous to us?" Teal
muttered, the corners of her mouth folding in. "Why? I do this because I want to give back to
the science that has been so