The Good Girl by Barritt Christy

Author:Barritt, Christy [Barritt, Christy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: WhiteFire Publishing
Published: 2013-03-13T00:00:00+00:00

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The doorbell caused my eyes to flutter open. Gaga stood in bed beside me, growling toward the other room.

Had I fallen asleep? I rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock. Nine p.m. I rubbed my eyes again. Who would be coming over at this hour? Against my better instincts, I climbed out of bed and crept toward the door.

My gaze skittered across the floor, looking for a sign that something was wrong. Everything appeared in place.

Cooper. It was probably Cooper. Coming over to apologize? Our conversation replayed in my mind, and my heart plunged in hurt. I just couldn’t bare the thought of disappointing one more person. For that reason, maybe I shouldn’t form any more relationships ever. Wasn’t that the only way I’d truly ever avoid letting someone down?

I peered through the peephole and stepped back when I saw the figure there. She wore big hoop earrings, a fancy scarf around her head and a gypsy skirt. I pulled the door open and scowled. “Miss Mystic. What are you doing here?”

She leered at me, her tiny chin rising. “Danielle have a lot to tell you. You ready to listen yet?”

I started to shut the door. “I don’t have anything to say to Danielle.”

The strong little woman jammed her foot on the threshold. “You not hear me? I said Danielle has stuff to say to you. You no talk. Just listen.”

“You can’t talk to the dead. It’s impossible. Even if it is possible, it’s wrong, and I don’t want anything to do with it.”

“I know where murder weapon is. She tell me and want me to tell you.”

I paused against my better judgment. “Murder weapon?”

“Her husband stab her with a knife.”

The newspaper had reporter that there had been a lot of blood found at the house. But, with no body, stabbing hadn’t been confirmed. Couldn’t a gunshot cause a person major blood loss? Why did Miss Mystic think she’d been stabbed? “How do you know that?”

Her chin jutted out. “Danielle tell me.”

My throat was as dry as Elisha’s bones. “You’re making that up.”

Her chin rose. “No, I not.”

“Then where is it?”

“It hidden inside house. Danielle trying show you where, if you let her. I only want friend to find peace.” She drew out the word “peace,” her breath spraying into my face and halitosis threatening to knock me flat on my back.

I couldn’t handle this conversation anymore. It was going to cause nightmares tonight. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.” I tried to push the door shut, but that foot was still there, blocking the action.

“I see great deal of pain in you past. It tear you apart inside. You must deal with it, Miss Lancaster. You must open yourself up again.”

How did she know about my past pain? I closed my eyes, refusing to believe she knew anything. She was just a good guesser. “Good-bye, Miss Mystic.” I managed to shut the door before I melted against its wood with my eyes closed and my heart racing.

Bad Girls Rule #9: Don’t stay within the lines.

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