Cursed: Paranormal Women's Fiction (Mid-Life Haunts Book 1) by Nhys Glover

Author:Nhys Glover [Glover, Nhys]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: BELISAMA PRESS
Published: 2021-05-19T22:00:00+00:00

10

I got back to my place many hours later, with a tired, wrung-out little girl at my side. She had fallen asleep on the drive home and didn’t see the curse, not even when I carried her inside.

Although she must have been nine or ten years old, if she was in Grade 3, she seemed younger. Maybe she was undersized from poor nutrition. I didn’t know when her parents had died and what their living conditions had been like before their death. Those questions would come later.

Hilary had rung while I was at the hospital, worried when I hadn’t gotten home on time. I’d explained the situation and what I would be doing. Therefore, when I came in, dragging my feet as if I’d just been on an all-day hike, Hilary had a bed made up for the little one and Michael was ready to take my charge from my arms to carry her upstairs.

“She smells awful,” Hilary whispered.

“Her sister smelled worse. We need to undress her and sponge off the worst of it. I don’t think it's fair to force a shower on her right now. What she needs is sleep.”

Hilary nodded, as did Michael, who was being very adult about the whole situation. He carried the girl as easily as if she’d weighed nothing, and looked good doing it. My son was growing into a kind and gentle man.

Once she was down, my kids let me have a shower and change before dragging me downstairs for an interrogation. By the time I was done, they were staring at me wide-eyed with amazement and horror.

“Have you ever had a ghost present you with a crime to solve before? It’s like Charlie Davidson, except you don’t act as a grim reaper and allow people to use you as a portal to the other side,” Hilary said.

I laughed. Her and those books.

“Nope, no crime-solving for me. Just the occasional ghost wanting acknowledgement and maybe for me to help them finish what they left undone. But even that got less when I had you kids. It’s like my life was focused on the living. Coming home, sensing Mom and Miz Millie is probably the most ghost action I’ve had in years. A lot of it’s about where you put your attention. And my attention since I got home has been on magic.”

“That makes sense. And Dad wouldn’t have encouraged you,” Michael said thoughtfully. “I can only remember you talking about magic when he wasn’t around. I don’t know if you ever told us not to mention it around him, or if we just knew not to do it. He’s kind a narrow-minded about things like that.”

I laugh tiredly. “Yeah, he is. But he had a ‘don’t ask, don’t tell’ approach over the years. He probably knew I had a gift, but if I didn’t talk about it he could ignore it.”

“Maybe that’s why he found someone else. The weird factor was too much for him,” Michael said, not to insult me, but as if he’d spent a lot of time trying to puzzle out the end of his parents’ marriage.

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