Darcy Sweet Mystery Box 1 by K J Emrick

Author:K J Emrick [Emrick, K J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: amazon, cThriller, Calibre-duplicates
ISBN: 9781981025435
Google: nvF5twEACAAJ
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2018-05-05T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

The butterflies were fluttering wildly in Darcy’s stomach as she brewed tea and arranged some cookies on a plate. She took the plate to the table, barely missing stepping on Smudge once again. He’d been under her feet all afternoon. “Cat, you need to stay out of my way.”

Earlier in the day she had called Linda and asked her and Sarah to come over. She was really worried about telling them what she had found out. This was always the problem with a request like this. She never knew what she was going to find out and when people started digging into the past the answers weren’t always ones that people liked.

When there was a knock on the door just fifteen minutes later her heart skipped a beat. She opened the door and made herself smile at Sarah and Linda. “Hi guys, come on in. I have tea ready in the kitchen.”

Linda looked at her oddly as they sat down at the table and Darcy poured them each a cup of tea. Sarah watched her every move, her hands wringing themselves again, her face anxious. “What have you found out Darcy?” she asked finally.

Darcy had already decided to be completely honest with her. She just wished they could have taken their time a bit more. “I don’t know how to put this, Sarah. Um. It might even be a little disturbing for you. Are you sure you want to know?”

Sarah was nodding before Darcy could even finish the question. “Yes. I’m sure.”

So Darcy took a deep breath, and came out with it. “I wasn’t able to contact your mother’s spirit. That’s unusual for me. So I had Jon do some research. Um. There is a chance your mom is still alive.”

Sarah gasped and dropped her cup as her hands flew to her mouth. The cup fell to the floor and broke in two. She blinked repeatedly and otherwise sat there motionless. Linda sat frozen with her cup halfway to her mouth, which was hanging open in surprise.

Darcy was prepared for a thousand questions and she knew the answer to each one would only lead to more. How could she explain what she’d just said? Linda, of course, knew about her abilities and was quite used to Darcy just knowing things. Which was all well and good, but that wouldn’t help her explain it to Sarah.

Unless she just spilled it all and let Sarah decide for herself.

“I spoke to Grant Peterson,” she explained slowly. “He was a police officer who was there the night of the fire.”

Sarah put her hands back into her lap. “Was? He was a police officer? What is he now?”

“Dead,” Darcy answered her. “He’s dead.”

Darcy looked over at Linda for support. Her friend just shrugged and put her tea cup down.

Sarah cleared her throat and shook her head. “That’s insane.”

That was the response Darcy had been expecting. She didn’t let that bother her. Too much. “I have an ability to, um, well…speak with the dead. It’s a sixth sense.

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