Wraith by Lawson Angel

Author:Lawson, Angel [Lawson, Angel]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Young-Adult Wraith Ghost Death Forgiveness
ISBN: 1469992833
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-02-06T06:00:00+00:00

THAT NIGHT, I SAT at my desk attempting to focus on my geometry homework. I was failing. Miserably. I had this sudden urge to do something—anything—about the issue at hand. I wanted to do something for Evan. I hadn’t seen him all day and I was sure he was avoiding me. At least, I hoped he was. The more time he spent away from me, the more depressed he seemed. I was worried about his family. This is what finally spurred me into action.

My parents still believed in the shared computer. I was forced to use the one in the family room, which was why I often chose to stay after school to work in the library. There were filters at school, but since I wasn’t searching for porn anyway, I felt a bit less observed than I was at home. It was a rule they were unwilling to back down on.

I unfolded and flattened the sheet of paper Connor had written information about Evan on and slipped it into my history book. Minutes later, I entered the family room where my mom and dad watched TV together on the couch. They twisted and leaned on each other—which was nice, I supposed, since they were parents and it could be gross but it wasn’t. They made me think of Connor (well, to be fair, everything made me think of Connor), which then caused my face to heat. I needed help.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the TV, I slid into the leather-cushioned desk chair and opened my accounts.

“Homework?” my mom asked from across the room.

I glanced in her direction and saw her peering over the back of the couch. “Yeah, just a little research for history.” I laid my book out on the table and found the information I needed on the paper.

I entered in the name Ellen Chambers and entered in our city, hoping to focus the search. A list of options popped up, and I clicked on a few before I found one or two that seemed most likely.

The shelter was downtown, but I had the impression from my day volunteering there that most of the residents were local. I went back and entered in Evan’s name and found that it directed me to a listing for a neighboring school. Evan’s name was included from his participation on the baseball team. I moved the mouse and clicked back on the addresses I’d found for his mother. One was in the same school district. Evan said his mother had moved back to their home after they left the shelter.

The ease in which I found all this information was disturbing. Regardless, it seemed like a good direction to start. I copied the information down and then closed out the pages. For good measure I spent the next thirty minutes researching information about my upcoming history paper, dutifully taking notes and printing out the content I needed, before shutting down the computer.

“All done?” my mom asked when I got up from the chair.

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