The Ghostess and Mister Muir by J. L. Salter

Author:J. L. Salter [Salter, J.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Astraea Press, LLC
Published: 2014-10-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Thursday, August 21

On Day Four of the new school term in his first teaching job, Muir was finally gaining equilibrium with the schedule, lesson plans, and students. But he was still unbalanced with respect to Lucy.

He would feel just fine, then Lucy’s image would enter his mind and he’d perceive little but static. When he’d asked Danielle, she didn’t deny being the cause, but acted like it was for his own good. Why or how could that be?

Muir had read in a college psychology text that the human mind had nearly unlimited untapped powers to overcome things like external stimuli, including illness, pain, and fear, among many others. Problem was, hardly anyone knew how to harness even a fraction of those brainy powers… or, if identified and harnessed, how to focus those mental muscles.

But, at the very least, Muir figured, he could concentrate on blocking the blocker. Surely a Lit major could wrangle enough underutilized brain cells to raise a deflector shield of sorts. If so, then perhaps he could think about Lucy when he wished to, without having those inclinations distorted or impeded outright. Perhaps.

He caught up with Lucy in the second floor faculty lounge during early afternoon. Their breaks were hardly more than the time it took students to change classes, so any contact of that type was always hurried. He got straight to the point.

“I convinced Danielle to touch me last night.” When other teachers turned and stared, Muir realized he needed to adjust his volume.

“She did what?” Lucy’s dismay was evident in both voice and face. “Where?”

“In the parlor.”

She sputtered. “No, what did she touch?”

“Right here,” he said pointing to his cheek.

Immediately, she examined that area as though there might be residual spectral fingerprints. “Don’t see anything.”

“Me either. I checked the mirror after she left.”

Lucy was clearly fascinated. “What did it feel like?”

“Warm, soft.” Muir closed his eyes to remember. “A bit like a kitten’s paw… but no claws, of course.”

“Of course. Not yet anyway. But you still need to keep in mind that they do have claws.” She paused. “And so, I suspect, do lovely ghosts.”

Muir left that one alone.

“I can’t believe a spirit touched you.” Lucy’s eyes were wide. “This changes so much about our knowledge base.”

“Well, add this to your encyclopedia. Danielle said that it takes a lot of extra energy to generate a sensation of touch and she had me close my eyes so my own sensory receptors could focus on touch instead of sight.”

“Wow.” Lucy scribbled several notes. “This is epic.”

“And she basically indicated she might try it again.”

“I sure wish we could set up some instruments,” said Lucy, still writing notes. “At least an EVP recorder.” Suddenly she put down the pen and looked stern. “Wait. You had me going for a minute because of the science. But this is all wrong. You cannot pursue this direction with a spirit. It’s too unpredictable, and probably too dangerous.”

“But it felt so good. It was fantastic.”

“Great. Just great,” she grumbled. “What

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