The Curse of Sight by Kima Blaze

Author:Kima Blaze [Blaze, Kima]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blaze Books
Published: 2020-03-13T04:00:00+00:00

17

Just outside of Dartmouth, I pulled up the GPS on my phone and took on the job as a map-reader.

Loyde House lay another half-hour North-East of the city, which I hadn’t expected.

“Is this a good idea?” I asked after we’d been on a dirt road for almost ten minutes. We had to go slow so as not to ruin Mrs. Hearth’s little car.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” Sara answered, squinting in hope of seeing something through the trees.

“How well do we really know these people? Maybe they’re insane or something?”

“Don’t think they’re insane. For one, your mom always spoke highly of ‘em, and for seconds, I don’t think the province would let them continue taking in kids if they weren’t doing a good job.”

Just in case, I checked the reception on my phone, which was thankfully full. When I looked up again, the forest was opening up to a big area, and I couldn’t help but stare.

A low stone fence ran to either side and around the farm. There was no gate, but an arch with some kind of family crest set in iron reached across the road. The road led to a parking lot shaded by tall oak trees, flower beds filled with the leftover from summer marked the perimeter. There was only one other car there, a minibus with the family crest painted on the side. Closest to the parking lot was a big, red barn, and behind that was a paddock where seven horses, one of them a foal, lifted their heads to look at us before returning to munching on the grass. Opposite the barn was another barn, this one with the double doors flung open so we could look into the interior, which looked mostly empty except for a few obstacles for the horses to jump. At the far end of these two, red buildings, lay a house. It looked Jacobean, if I was to guess at style, and was built with a pale stone. Smoke rose from one of the four thin chimneys jutting out from the roof. Just visible behind it, was a greenhouse. And there were actual hens walking around the space between the three buildings.

Sara parked and we stepped out of the car, my ghosts flowing out of the ceiling and stretching. I heard Eleanor complain that back in her day, carriages were much more comfortable, before the barking of a dog drowned her out. The twins ran toward the horses the moment they were out of the car, Magdalena following together with Elizabeth to make sure they didn’t do anything stupid. What that might be, I didn’t know. They were ghosts, after all.

I glanced at aunt Ellie, but she was again looking everywhere but at me. Her jaw was set and she was fiddling with her blond braid.

“Here goes,” I murmured, and with Sara at one side and Eleanor and aunt Ellie at the other, I headed toward the house, trying to avoid the hens that had no intention of getting out of my way.

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