Abra on the Cadaver : A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel (Tales of a Midlife Mortician Book 4) by Lisa Manifold

Abra on the Cadaver : A Paranormal Women's Fiction Novel (Tales of a Midlife Mortician Book 4) by Lisa Manifold

Author:Lisa Manifold [Manifold, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ocean Top Press
Published: 2023-05-11T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter Nine

Later that night, when we’d eaten, and had some of the best I-was-so-scared-for-me-and-you-and-thank-god-we’re-both-okay sex I’d ever had in my life, we sat at the table in John Henry’s apartment, eating more Thai.

“Okay, spill. How do you know he’s a zombie?” I asked.

He looked up from his food. “Was,” he said.

“What? Was?” I looked at him. “Oh. Right. Was. Did the spell kick in, or whatever?”

He nodded. His eyes were red, and he looked exhausted. “It did. And it hurts to take life, even a life that has come to what he was.”

I ached for him, but part of me was glad to know that John Henry saw even this life, sad and dangerous as the grey man was, with a similar lens to what I saw. “I think what you did was mercy,” I said.

“Do you?” He looked grim. “I’ve never taken life before, Janey. Not as an officer, and certainty never with magic.”

“I do,” I said firmly. “I was thinking about it earlier, and that man, whoever he was, was not living. He was existing. You didn’t see him, but when I got into the shop and locked the door, and Gerald locked the front door, he, the grey man, came to the door. His mouth was opening and closing, and he had no life in his eyes, and his fingers were just scratching and scratching at the door. There’s blood or something on the door,” I added, shuddering. “He didn’t even notice. He didn’t care when you tossed him to the ground. He was mindless, with just a few goals, or purpose, or whatever. He was not living. Whoever he was, the person inside was gone. He deserved to be at peace.”

John Henry took my hand.

“You gave him peace,” I said.

Then I pulled on his hand and brought him to me and led him over to the bed. The grey man wasn’t the only one who needed peace. I did. John Henry did.

And I knew how to bring it to us both.

Two Weeks Later



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