This Happened to Jessica: A gripping psychological thriller (Secrets of Redemption Book 2) by Michele PW (Pariza Wacek)

Author:Michele PW (Pariza Wacek) [PW (Pariza Wacek), Michele]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Love-Based Publishing
Published: 2018-11-26T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 22

“Becca, what’s going on? Are you alright?”

I blinked. I was sitting on the floor and Daphne and Mia were anxiously hovering over me.

“I ...” I looked around. Was I dreaming again? No, the candles were right there on the floor.

“What?” Daphne asked.

I raised a shaky hand to point. “Those candles. That holder. I saw them in my dream.” Even though I was fully aware that the whole purpose of finally entering Aunt Charlie’s room had been to look for those damn candles, it still felt like a punch in the gut that I had actually found them.

“Wow.” Mia stared at the candles like she thought they were going to turn into snakes and bite her. “They’re real!”

“You know,” Daphne said, her gaze quickly ping ponging between me and the candles, like they just might sneak up on her if she wasn’t looking at them, “there could be a simple explanation for this.”

“Like what?” I asked.

“Like you saw them as a child.”

I shook my head. “I don’t remember seeing them.”

“You still could have,” Daphne said, although her tone seemed to indicate that she was trying to convince herself just as much as me. “You may not have thought it was that important so it didn’t register at the time.”

“So you don’t think it means anything?” I asked. God, how I wished that were true, but even as the words left my lips, I knew it wasn’t.

“One way to find out,” Mia said. “We light them and see what happens.”

There it was again—that blackness inside that recoiled against the thought of lighting the candles. It was the same blackness I felt about coming into Aunt Charlie’s room, and when I decided to investigate what happened fifteen years ago.

But I was stronger than what seemed to want to stop me.

Daphne had been watching my face. “We don’t have to do this now,” she said.

I shook my head as I straightened up. “No, I think we’ve all waited long enough. Let’s take everything downstairs.”

Mia scooped up the candles and holder as I got myself to my feet, feeling a little wobbly.

“Maybe some tea first,” Daphne said.

I shot her a grateful look. “Tea would be lovely.”

In the kitchen, Mia set up the candles in the middle of the table.

Just like my dream.

Daphne must have seen something in my face, because she quickly reminded me that we would have tea first. I tried to help prepare it, but she waved me off. “I think Mia and I can handle it,” she said, as Mia poked around in the cupboard for mugs.

“It’s just so weird to think that lighting candles might have anything to do with my memory,” I mused, taking a seat at the table. I purposefully chose the same seat I had in my dream, even though the blackness inside me rebelled again.

“Maybe we’re supposed to do a séance?” Mia offered.

“Oh God, no,” I groaned. “No more séances.”

“I second that,” Daphne said, picking up two of the mugs and carrying them to the table while Mia brought over the third.

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