The Hanging Night by Sasha Hibbs

Author:Sasha Hibbs
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Evernight Teen

Chapter Sixteen

The Soul Connection

You and I, we are embers from the same fire, dust from the same star, echoes of the same love.

—Crieg Crippen

Caius

Lindsey was fluttering around her room with a braided hunk of grass and a giant feather, wafting the smoke into the four corners, and chanting. An unlit cigarette bounced at the side of her mouth as she repeatedly recited, “Into this smoke, I release all that does not serve this household. I rid all negative energies and only allow joy and love to fill this space.”

Leaning down to Josie, I whispered in her ear, asking what in the actual hell her aunt was doing.

“Cleansing.”

“That doesn’t look like cleaning to me.”

“Not cleaning. Cleansing. She’s using white sage to purify this space.”

“Looks like she gathered yard clippings to me.” I couldn’t begin to imagine the mask of utter confusion that was plastered on my face.

“You see,” she continued, “negative energy has a way of accumulating, especially when you do what Aunt Lindsey does for a living, and bad vibes tend to stick around and affect everything. So, every now and then, you need to cleanse yourself and your surroundings. White sage … it just gets out all the gross.”

Before I could react, Lindsey turned to us. “Good, you’re back. Sit down.” She motioned to her fancy table. It was cleared of all her crazy cards and colored rocks and had a shiny, colorful shell sitting like a dish on the edge of it. Josie and I sat, side by side, and Lindsey plopped down, tossing what was left of the hunk of grass—er, white sage—she was burning into that shell. Smoke curled upward and hung, creating a haze between us. Lindsey tossed her unlit cigarette on the table, took both hands and wafted the smoke farther into the air. Closing her eyes and taking a deep breath, she murmured, “So it is.” Then she exhaled.

I grabbed Josie’s hand, winding my fingers through hers and looked at her, mouthing, “So what is? What the f—”

Before I could finish, Lindsey opened her eyes, and Josie squeezed my hand, silently shutting me up. “What’s up, Aunt Linds?”

She did not immediately respond with words, but hurriedly reached under the table and pulled out two bright red candles tied together with what appeared to be more dead grass, another shell, and a translucent pink rock that resembled the gem on Josie’s brow. Grabbing a lighter out of her hippy skirt pocket, she focused intently and began burning the wrong end of the candles. I felt like I was in a strange reflection of the real world—nothing was wrong, but nothing was quite right, either. I had no clue what this woman was doing.

Finally, she spoke. “You two, I believe, are twin flames, and a twin flame is a very special bond. Do you know what that is?”

“Like a soulmate.” I was proud I knew the term.

“Uh, no. Nothing like that.”

“Well, shit. There went my credibility.”

“Please,” Lindsey said jokingly, “don’t act like you ever had any.

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