Parallel Spirits (Carrier Spirits) by Cassia Leo

Author:Cassia Leo
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Gloss Publishing LLC
Published: 2013-10-17T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27

Connecticut, 1706

Samuel disappears from the dock and reappears a moment later on the beach next to me. His sandy blonde hair reflects the afternoon light as he holds out his arms. Disappearing and reappearing: an extraordinary trick. Now it’s my turn.

“Impressive,” I remark as I scoop up a handful of dry sand.

I hold the handful of sand out toward Samuel and he stares as a few grains of sand float upward, revolving around each other like dancers. I focus all my energy and more grains of sand drift upward to join the others. Soon a miniature tornado of sand rotates in the palm of my hand and Samuel’s eyes widen with awe.

“Teach me,” he whispers.

I let the sand fall at our feet. “I don’t know if that’s possible.”

“Please teach me and I’ll teach you how to disappear,” he says as he bends down and grabs a handful of sand. “How did you do it?”

I close my eyes and try to think of what happens when I move something with my mind. It first happened when I was six and I got so angry with my mother I sent her favorite teacup hurtling off the mantle. She thought it was a ghost. I guess in a way I am a ghost living inside the body of a girl named Lily Porter just waiting for my chance to die; to be set free.

I open my eyes and Samuel is still staring at me intently, clutching tightly to his handful of sand. “Close your eyes and relax your hand,” I say. “Imagine the sand and everything around it as a colorless, flat, two-dimensional picture.” His eyes twitch beneath his eyelids as he concentrates. “Now imagine the picture being pinched and pulled upward, like a thin handkerchief. Imagine the space inside your hand being pulled up, bending like that handkerchief.”

My eyes are glued to the small mound of sand in the palm of his hand as it begins to tremble slightly.

“Is it working?” he asks, his eyes still closed.

The sand goes still in his hand. “It was very close. You’ll probably be able to pick it up if you practice every day,” I say as he opens his eyes and glowers at the sand in his hand. “It’s my turn now. You have to teach me how to disappear.”

Samuel throws his handful of sand at the ocean. “I can’t.”

“But you said you would teach me if I taught you.”

Samuel gazes out at the tumbling gray ocean, deep in thought. “I don’t want you to disappear.”

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