Ghost Whisperer by Doranna Durgin

Author:Doranna Durgin
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pocket Books
Published: 2009-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

9

Trapped. Trapped in the car and careening straight for the guardrail. Adult voices shouted at one another; alcohol made the air sting. She had to get out before the car went over, because it was going over, it was, and no one was doing a single thing to stop it and Mommy, Mommy! Mommy I need you! but not in words, because who had words? And so she did her best to escape that rolling death trap of metal and rubber, scrabbling in every way to find freedom but instead falling, falling, falling—

Fetching up against something hard with such a thump all the air whooped from her lungs.

“Mel! Don’t move, Melinda! Don’t—God, don’t move!”

She ought to be able to make sense of this, but she just couldn’t. Not with the ground tilting beneath her and cold metal at her back and the fight to get air. Instinctively, she reached for less precarious ground, her fingers digging into dirt; air whooped on its way back into her lungs, and fireworks sparked against grayed-out vision.

“Don’t move!” Jim said, closer now—and it was the panicked note in his voice that finally got through to her. Jim Clancy doesn’t panic.

Normally, neither did she. But this wasn’t a ghost-given vision, and it wasn’t a dream. This was real. As real as falling down a flight of stairs. The fireworks died from her vision, and now she didn’t dare open her eyes. “Jim?”

“I’m right here, Mel.” Loose dirt trickled down over her hands; his voice didn’t seem far, if strangely flat. “Don’t move. Don’t open your eyes. Just think about it, and tell me—are you hurt? Does anything hurt?”

She didn’t move. She didn’t open her eyes. She dug her fingers a little harder into the moist, mossy north-side soil, and she thought about it. “Nothing that wasn’t already hurt. Bruises. But I don’t under—” And then she shrieked again, for strong hands snatched her up, making no bones about it, one on her upper arm, one deftly snagging her jeans waistband, both jerking her several feet so she arced up through open air and then—she opened her eyes just in time to see—bringing her down right on top of Jim. Flat on his back, he instantly released her, but only so he could wrap his arms around her and hold her tight, so tightly she could barely take advantage of that precious, hard-won breath of hers. “Jim,” she said, with barely enough breath, “what—”

He silenced her with a fierce kiss, his hands planted on either side of her head—a plundering, romance-book kind of kiss. By then neither of them was truly breathing, and if Melinda hadn’t been so completely baffled, so entirely confused…

Not to mention extremely aware of their very public roadside display…

She rested her forearms over his upper chest, smoothed a smudge of dirt away with the hand that wasn’t in a brace, and said, “What happened? What did you just—?”

A car pulled up on the other side of the SUV; a window rolled down.

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