Touch Of Death: Face Of Death Part 32

I didn't even look at Hades. Instead, my eyes found Medusa.

"I'll see you in a few months, my child." She smiled at me the way a mother smiles at her daughter.

I nodded. "I'm looking forward to it."

Hades waved his hand, and a swirl of black smoke wrapped around us, lifting us in the air. Just like when he'd brought us here, we couldn't see a thing through the smoke. But soon enough, we were brought down to rest in the cemetery of the school. We were home.

There were hugs all around. Even Abby hugged her mom and sister. Things were going to be okay. We'd find a way to use our powers to help people. To save innocents who weren't meant to die. We'd still have to raise souls from the underworld to train, but we'd return them. And best of all, we were going to have Medusa with us for part of the year. Not as a statue that only I could talk to, but as a soul we all could see and communicate with. The Ophi were going to be okay. Better than okay.

Tony approached me with open arms. "I've always regretted that I never had a daughter of my own, but I'd like to make up for it by being the best second father to you-when your father is serving Hades in the underworld, that is. Of course, it's completely up to you. I understand if-"

I hugged him tightly, because he was the closest to a father I'd ever had, and I knew Tony would do his best to fill the hole in my heart each time my dad had to return to the underworld to serve Hades. Over Tony's shoulder, my dad's soul nodded to me. I smiled back at him, knowing he was glad Tony would look after me when he couldn't.

Carol was already on her cell calling Mason. Her smile and the happy tears streaking her face said it all. Our lives were getting back to normal. She walked over to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Mason said he wants to work with you to show you how you can be around your mom without putting her in danger. It will take a while before you get to that point, but in time you can do it. It's his way of saying thank you for all you've done."

It was my turn to cry. Being able to see my mom again meant the world to me. I threw my arms around her and cried on her shoulder. When I finally pulled away, Alex was waiting for me.

He wrapped one arm around my waist. "You did it."

I wiped my tears away. "I didn't think I was going to pull it off."

"I knew you would. You're incredible, Jodi. The Chosen One." He smiled. "You've earned yourself anything you want to do. What's it going to be?"

I reached up, draping my arms around his neck. "Anything?" Before he could answer, I pressed my lips to his. Being with him was Heaven to me, and I could stay this way forever.

Acknowledgements.

I'm not sure how to even begin expressing my grat.i.tude to Kate Kaynak and Spencer Hill Press. I'll never forget the night I got the call saying Spencer Hill Press had offered on my series. The tears of joy, relief, and disbelief I cried that night are forever burned in my memory. Every step along the way has been an absolute dream come true. I'm truly blessed to work with such a close group of people who make me feel like family every time I talk to them or see them in person. Trisha Wooldridge, I feel like you are just as much a part of Jodi's story as I am. You made the editorial process fun, which is saying a lot. And all the Tony fans out there have you to thank for his role in this series. Thank you for being someone that I absolutely love to work with, and for understanding the way my brain works. Thank you to my team of copy editors, Rich Storrs, Keshia Swaim, N. Apythia Morges, and Shira Lipkin for polishing my books and making them ready for readers. To Kendra Saunders, Jennifer Allis Provost, and Kayleigh-Marie Gore, thank you for all your hard work in getting this book into the hands of book bloggers and readers everywhere. Marie Romero, you are a master at making the inside of a book just as gorgeous as the outside. Many thanks to you.

Lauren Hammond, my agent of awesome, I don't really know how to thank you for always being in my corner, for taking my panicked phone calls, for texting back and forth on weekends, and for the countless other things you do. I hope Hammond and Hashway are together forever. And to my agency sisters, writer friends, YA Bound sisters, and critique partners, your support keeps me sane. I'm so glad I have you all to share this journey with me.

To my daughter, Ayla, who has come to hate my computer and the amount of time I have to spend on it, I love you for thinking you have a famous mom. As long as I'm famous in your eyes, I'm happy. To my husband, Ryan, thank you for always offering to help me work, even though we both know you aren't a reader or a writer. Your support means so much to me. To my mom, Patricia Bradley, thank you for reading every word I write and then not being afraid to tell me when I can do better. You do more than support me. You push me to be better. To my father, Martin Bradley, who tells everyone he meets that his daughter is a writer, thank you for always letting me know you're proud of me. My sister, Heather DeRobertis, you keep me sane when I'm feeling overwhelmed, so thank you for that. Thanks to my friends and family for always asking how my writing is going and understanding when I hibernate in my writing cave.

Thank you to Donna Rosenblum for not only reviewing my books in the School Library Journal but also coming to see me at BEA. As always, many thanks and cyber-hugs to the book bloggers who have supported this series. Keren Hughes, Kayleigh-Marie Gore, Brooke Delvecchio, Meg and Ka.s.siah at Swoony Boys Podcast, Ida Keranen, and Beth Consugar, you all have been so incredible from the very start of this series. And to everyone who reads my books, thank you for taking the time to step into my world.

Kelly Hashway is a former language arts teacher who now works as a full-time writer, freelance editor, and mother to an adorable little girl. In addition to writing YA novels, Kelly writes middle grade books, picture books, and short stories. When she's not writing or digging her way out from under her enormous To Be Read pile, she's running and playing with her daughter. She resides in Pennsylvania with her husband, daughter, and two pets.

www.kellyhashway.com.

Also By Kelly Hashway.

Touch of Death.

(Touch of Death #1).

Stalked by Death.

(Touch of Death #2).

Face of Death.

(Touch of Death #3.

The Monster Within.

(April 2014, Spencer Hill Press).

The Darkness Within.

(2015, Spencer Hill Press).

Into the Fire.

(Spring 2014, Month9Books).

Curse of the Granville Fortune.

(Fall 2014, Month9Books).