It's A Marshmallow World: A Rock and Roll Fantasy (The Rock And Roll Fantasy Collection) by Rinella Diane

It's A Marshmallow World: A Rock and Roll Fantasy (The Rock And Roll Fantasy Collection) by Rinella Diane

Author:Rinella, Diane [Rinella, Diane]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Midnight to Six
Published: 2015-12-07T05:00:00+00:00


Santa Claus Is Back In Town

The Present

The annoyance of my date with Chris earlier tonight has almost been erased by concern. Why is GranGran trying to contact me? It has only been a few days since our last chat, and I am always the one to contact her. Finding those clips has me worried.

Is there any reason to be worried for a ghost? It’s not like she can take ill, can she?

Azure haze rises off of the planchette and spirals its way across the room. My words sprint out before her image fully forms. “GranGran, is everything okay?”

She places out her hand to quell my worries. Her smile is warm, much like I would expect of someone who is empathetic. For the first time I see her for what she may really be, an angel or a messenger of God. “Give him a chance,” she says.

My brows twist. Is she kidding? For the first time in over a decade she is the one who contacts me, and it is over that loser? “Are you serious?” My hands smack onto the floor. “You’ve been watching. Is nothing sacred?”

“A person in my state doesn’t so much watch as she senses. It’s a loophole that keeps me from invading your privacy. Right now, I sense that this young man has you perplexed, not to mention a tad miffed.”

How weird is it that I find talking to a spirit to be totally normal, yet I think this situation with Chris is freaky? “What is the deal with him?”

“Not all free spirits were influenced by those as accepting as I am.”

I put down the planchette and throw my hands back like I am not just tossing in the towel but throwing it away. I’m long past the need to hold onto anything to keep my focus. I just treat GranGran as if she were as alive as ever. Her body is dead, not the important part. “Okay, not that I am complaining about you looking out for me, but why are you always willing to see things from so many angles? I thought mature people were supposed to be old fashioned and narrow-minded?”

GranGran balks and waves her hand at me. The gesture seems so old-lady like that it doesn’t fit her young body in the least. Finally, she catches on to what I am really saying and drops her hands onto her hips in a huff. Yep, we are two peas in the same cartoon pod. “Are you calling me old?”

I make a show of tapping my finger to my chin. “Hmm … Remind me what year you were born.” She gives me an oh, please look, and I laugh at the woman who currently appears to be my age. “I would never dare. Dead or alive, you are still the most liberal and lively person I know. Seriously, teenagers could learn from you.”

GranGran plops herself down on the floor and sits criss-cross. She then bounces a bit while looking satisfied to be agile again.



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