Ghost Hunter (The Middle-aged Ghost Whisperer Book 2): (Ghost Cozy Mystery series) by Morgana Best

Author:Morgana Best [Best, Morgana]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Publisher: Ghost Books
Published: 2016-02-18T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I was awoken the following morning by the insistent tone of my phone. I groggily reached for it and answered it. As soon as I heard my agent’s voice, I knew it was big trouble. William very rarely called—he generally only emailed.

“Prudence, I have some bad news. Everyone has canceled!”

I struggled to sit up in bed and both cats meowed in protest as I did so. “What?” I said in my best No You Didn’t Wake Me Up voice.

“Yes, I’m afraid it’s true,” he said. “I’m sorry.”

“Tonight, too?” I said.

William didn’t speak for a moment, so I prepared myself for the worst. “No, not tonight. It’s going ahead, but Prudence, I’m awfully sorry to say that I don’t have anything else booked for you now.”

“Thanks anyway, William, for all your help,” I said wearily. “I’ll just have to think of another source of income.” I had visions of walking twenty dogs at once on my way to thrift stores where I would buy interesting bits of china for a pittance and sell them for fifty times as much on eBay. I should be so lucky!

William was still apologizing. “I’m doing my best, really I am. I’ll keep pushing for more shows for you. And this is just a suggestion, and I won’t get any royalties from this, but the highway runs through your town, doesn’t it? Is there a coffee shop or some sort of place in your town where you could give tourists tea leaf readings or something like that?”

I sighed. “William, you of all people should know I’m not psychic. Anyway, thanks for the suggestion, and I know you’re doing your very best.” I thanked him again and hung up.

As I swung my legs over the edge of the bed, I noticed that my ankle was no longer throbbing. All that Advil and ice compresses the night before must have worked, after all. The bruising had subsided, but the ankle was still swollen. I gingerly tested it as I stood up. It was vastly better, but not yet right.

I hobbled to the bathroom, hoping fervently that my ankle would be improved by my show that night. I felt a moment of panic as I thought it might be the last show that I would ever do. And at that, it was only a show in Armidale, not even a show in one of the big cities. Nevertheless, it was fully booked, but that was a small consolation if it was going to be the last bit of income I would ever receive as a clairvoyant medium.

I washed my face and stared in the mirror, and then instantly wished I hadn’t. There were dark circles under my eyes, but I supposed it was nothing that half a bottle of concealer couldn’t fix.

I was desperate for my morning caffeine, but thought I should lie on the couch for a while, just to process the information and give my ankle another rest for a few moments. Possum and Lily complained so loudly that they hadn’t been fed, that I had to abandon that plan and struggle to the kitchen.

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