SEEING DEAD THINGS: A Paranormal Women’s Fiction Novel (Roxie’s Midlife Adventures Book 1) by Leigh Raventhorne

Author:Leigh Raventhorne [Raventhorne, Leigh]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Raventhorne Books
Published: 2020-04-25T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Annie chose that moment to call up the stairs. “Hey Rox, I’m finished. I’m just getting ready to head out. You okay?”

Sitting up, I pulled the silver ring off my finger and shoved it, along with the journals, under my pillows, before quickly heading downstairs to say goodbye to my friend.

“Are you okay?” Annie asked. “You’re really pale. You look like you saw a ghost!”

If she only knew.

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine, honestly. I just realized I haven’t eaten breakfast, you know?” I threw out the first excuse I thought of.

“All right, if you’re sure. I’ll stay a while longer if you need me to. I can make you something to eat,” she offered.

“No. No, I’m good. I’m just going to make myself a smoothie or maybe a protein shake today.” I thought I did pretty well at keeping the quiver out of my voice but she still gave me a skeptical look.

“You call me if you need anything, Roxie. I mean it. I’ve been through this. I know it can just hit you out of the blue sometimes.” She paused for a second, waiting to see if I would break down, I think. I just gave her a small nod and what was probably a weak smile, but apparently it was enough.

“Okay. I’ll head out, then. If I don’t see you or talk to you before the big weekend, take care of yourself. And if you need to talk about crap, or even just talk crap, you call me!” She gave me her sternest mom look and hugged me before leaving.

After she pulled out of drive, I fell back against the wall, palm to my forehead. What big weekend? Ah, the one that Sam had arranged for the four of us to go back to my house and clear my things out. Looking toward the fridge, I decided to skip breakfast. My stomach was still in knots and I was pretty sure nothing I ate would stay down.

Taking a deep breath, I went back up to my room again. The cardio I was getting with these trips up and down the stairs had to be doing some good, I thought distractedly. Buns of steel had to be in my future somewhere. I giggled a little hysterically. Oh god. I was losing it.

I pulled the ring and the journals out from under my pillows. I started to set the ring on top of the nightstand but thought better of it and returned it to the wooden box before taking the journals over to the loveseat in the little reading nook.

Opening the one that had taken me on the weird Alice in Wonderland meets Wizard of Oz trip, I found the spot I had been preparing to read. I looked at the date of the entry. May, 1961. I continued reading. Went out today to see if the rumors were true about a witch sighting in Whigville Cemetery. I know we’re not supposed to go out alone but that site hasn’t had any incidents recently that we are aware of.

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