Lori Vekre

Melodious Harmonies Lori Vekre

Publisher Marketing: (3) Rilo and I were in bed when the knock came on the door. "Open up! I-C-U-R-SIC Squad!" I jumped up first. I had been waiting for this moment for months now, ever since my family had come down to the city. I was ready; my shields were up and my fear was down. "Something Up?" My tousled fur and bemused expression must have unnerved the guards. "We had a report here of late night meetings after curfew. We're going to have to take a look around." "Suit yourself," I replied. I stepped aside from the door and the two guards came into the austere apartment. Rilo, I noticed, hadn't even gotten out of bed. Good ploy, I thought. That will make up for her late night carousings and tired brain. If Rilo acts undisturbed, the guards will think it's a false alarm. I continued to muse: if Rilo's brain wasn't so tired, she would have heard the guards' thoughts on their way up the stairs. But no, Rilo's way of raising the City's vibration was to party and dance all night. "Sending the good flow down to heal the planet; down, down, down where the tyrants' surface grid of mind control doesn't reach. That's my plan, Knoc," she always told me. Then she would show me how that same good energy was reaching back up into the feet of the street people...making them look around, making them connect with each other, making them think. "Nothing here, Captain," Cedric, a fresh cadet was saying. The captain left in a huff. But not before the cadet turned to give a quick salute to me - which earned him my saucy smile in return. It was then Rilo pulled herself off of the mattress on the floor. "What's up, baby sister?" she gave me a lopsided grin. Sticking to her sweaty belly were half a dozen loose papers she was lying on in order to hide the minutes from my GEAR meeting from the night before. "Rilo, you are such a goof," I had laughed, but all I could think about was that cool cat, Cedric the Cadet...and his smart salute. (illustrations by Sergio Juan, http: //sergiodiegoart.tumblr.com) Contributor Bio:  Vekre, Lori A letter to a friend, Kevin Nadjiwon: "I do not know why I have had end-of-time preoccupations lately. I do know a tornado hit my brother's homestead in Arkansas on May 25, 2015, but no lives were lost. That is the same day Lighter Coffee Talk was published-after many sleepless nights of writing. Now my daughter is calling me a misfiring, misfit mystic. I felt something was going to happen; I just took my imaginings to an extreme. That being said... I do not want our Youth to be afraid. So I wrote this little novella to instill Hope-whatever happens. Source works in mysterious ways and if my misgivings were a way for Source to get words out of my soul and onto the written page...so be it. I hope you enjoy this end book. Let me know..." -The Author