Rivercreek Crossing by C.L. LeMay

Rivercreek Crossing by C.L. LeMay

Author:C.L. LeMay [LeMay, C.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Booktrope Editions
Published: 2014-05-04T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 16

August 28, 1984

“REESE? REESE, WAKE UP.”

“Leave me alone,” Reese groaned, barely comprehensible. She snatched a pillow up and tucked her head under it.

“Reese, come on, wake up.”

“Luke, I’m sleeping.” Her words trailed off as she slipped back into sleep. Then she felt his hands jiggling against her back, trying to rouse her. The mattress springs creaked from the jostling.

She snapped out of sleep, tossing the pillow in the direction she thought he was. But he wasn’t there. Reality slowly seeped in as she remembered her annoying twin brother couldn’t have woken her. He was dead.

Her annoying twin brother’s spirit had woken her up.

“Reese?” Luke’s voice was hardly audible.

“Luke? Where are you? I don’t see you.” She crawled into a sitting position and reached over for the lamp on her nightstand, the one surviving lamp in her room. A low glow of yellow light brightened her immediate surroundings. No Luke. Was she dreaming?

“I’m here.”

His voice was next to her, but there wasn’t a speck of his willowy form.

“I can’t see you.”

“I’m here,” he repeated.

She nodded and dropped her head into her hands. She rubbed her eyes and yawned. “What’s up?” she said with her mouth still gaping from the yawn.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gotten mad at you. I can’t imagine what it would be like if I had lived and you had been murdered. I’d be going out of my mind.”

They were quiet as the words settled around them. Reese wondered whether she would have returned as a ghost had she been the one to die. The thought should have freaked her out, but it only made her sad. She wasn’t so sure she would have contacted Luke.

“Luke,” she started in a sleepy tone, “how come you’re a ghost and not crossed over? Didn’t you see a light or something when you died? Or Gramps? He wasn’t there to greet you?”

“I don’t remember. The first thing I remember after I was dead was seeing you look at my mural.”

His words woke Reese up a little more. “Yeah, what was up with that? I didn’t know you could paint that good.”

“I don’t know. It was fun. I was going to surprise you with it. Do you like it?”

Reese nodded. She pulled her feet up and sat with her head propped on her knees. “I did. It’s really good. Who’s the guy handing the flower to Heather?”

Luke went silent, almost as if he weren’t in her room anymore. How Reese wished she could see his facial expression. Why was he not visible?

“Luke?” she said quietly.

“I’m here.”

“Did you hear my question?”

“I did. I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Why not?”

“Just because.”

“Is it Gregory?”

“No.”

“Then who is it?”

“Reese, I don’t want to talk about it.” Luke’s tone had an edge to it, and Reese saw a shimmer of silvery sparkles to her right where his voice was coming from.

“Why? Does it have to do with your murder?”

“Reese, I’m telling you I don’t want to talk about it.”

She hesitated for a second, not wanting another display of aggression from Luke, but then changed her mind.



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