Page 84 of Ghost of a Chance
God was she wasting her time?
Suddenly, the crystal began to swing.
NO.
Wait.What?“Are you Paul, Jasper’s cousin?”
YOU’RE NOT ASKING THE RIGHT QUESTIONS.
That voice in her head was back again, strong and deep, but not scary this time.Probably because she was ready for it.
“Are you here for Jasper?”
YES.
“Does he know why?”
A strong gust of wind blew through the window and the candle flames pitched before going completely out.The pendulum stopped swinging, and her head was silent.
Jasper looked over at her.
“Anything?”
“I’m not sure.Uh, the ghost is definitely here for you.But when I asked if you knew why, all of that happened.”
* * *
“What the hell does that mean?”
Jasper had felt Kirsty’s energy change before that gust of wind.He was in awe of her talents.Somehow a woman who began as a total stranger had spoken to his ghost, however briefly.
“Did they say who they are?”
Kirsty didn’t answer him, playing with the leather cord and its crystal, running it through her fingers.
“Not really.I asked if they were Paul and they said I’m not asking the right questions.Which they did the last time, too.”
“So then you asked about me and the wind blew all the candles out…” Restating the obvious somehow made him feel less shaken.
There was no denying that he was disturbed.First they learned that the book wasn’t Paul’s textbook for class, then the light shattered in front of them at the frat house, and now this.
“What could a spirit want from me?”
Like she had a clue.She was as much in the dark as he was.
“What does it sound like?”he pressed.
She stood up, wrapping her arms around her body.“I don’t know.It sounds loud and firm and sort of scary.I’m not sure what it wants.”
Draping his arm around her shoulder, he tried to comfort her but she held herself stiffly, resisting his proximity.
“Do you think it’s in your head?”It was the question he was afraid to ask.What if this was all just a collective delusion?
“What do you mean?”
“I figured since it was speaking and you were the only one who could hear it…”
“I honestly don’t know.I have no training and until you and the textbook, most of this ghost business was just for fun to research my books.”She frowned, her forehead creased in thought.“That voice could be talking to me, but it’s definitely not my own thoughts.I have never heard that voice in my head before.”
