A Medium Gift by Lynn Cahoon

Author:Lynn Cahoon [Cahoon, Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-23T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter

Seven

The next morning, Bubba kept the car running as I ran into the shop to get the package from Will. I asked Harry, the store ghost who was currently in my office watching me open the safe for a favor. “Can you try to look inside the box, just to make sure the item isn’t poisoned or spelled in some way?”

“Dear, my expertise is not in witches’ spells, but in antiques,” Harry grumbled as he stuck his head into the box. When he stood back up, he shrugged. “It’s a journal. There doesn’t seem to be any magic attached, but I can feel that the owner recently passed on. We tend to leave a film on our personal items for a while before it dissipates.”

“Well, that’s going to have to be good enough.” I put the unopened box into a large tote I’d brought for that reason. I’d have Alexander Morgan check it out before I opened it, but I was pretty sure that the box contained only Will’s journal. The words were what he wanted to tell me. I sent up a thank you, just in case Will was listening, and headed back downstairs to start my day. At least I hoped up was the appropriate direction to reach him.

With the box securely in the SUV, we headed out of town toward the Clayborne Estate. The place screamed old South, without the plantation look, so we’d focused on making the inside look like the original homestead, but with much more luxury than they had back in the day. The den was filled with comfortable leather chairs and a wall of shelves for books as well as other collectibles and period antiques that the family had kept, even when they’d left the house empty when they’d moved into the city for newer and luxurious homes.

Now, the current Clayborne heir, Eliza, wanted to return to the large estate, but she wanted to raise her family in the house, not just for it to be a showpiece. The house had to be kid-proof and friendly as well as beautiful. I thought we’d succeeded in meeting our client’s wishes, at least in all of the rooms except for this last den. The furniture was perfect, and we’d installed the flat panel television into a period highboy that was made for use as a closet, not an entertainment center. I’d sent it to a carpenter who’d added open shelves below the television to hold the other techie items including a new gaming system and several rows of DVDs.

The family had brought over several boxes of their favorite games, movies, and books, and I’d had fun staging them on the shelves, even though I knew most of the family would use streaming services rather than the now old-fashioned movies. Everything kept changing.

Heather and Bubba worked on the final few furniture placements as I compared our plan to the room developing in front of me. Finally, Heather sank into one of the couches and opened the plastic container filled with peanut butter cookies.

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