The Witches of Dark Root by April Aasheim

Author:April Aasheim [paranormal] [Aasheim, April]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: paranormal
Amazon: B00D6OUDDG
Publisher: Dark Root Press
Published: 2013-06-03T07:00:00+00:00

Sixteen: September

“I really appreciate you driving me,” I said, as Shane pulled into the hospital parking lot just outside of Linsburg.

The lot was nearly empty, and we found a space close to the entrance. It was nothing like the enormous hospitals I’d been to with Michael in California, where you had to take shuttles from the parking lot to the main building. Not that I had been in many hospitals, but there were times, Michael said, when even God needed a hand in answering prayers.

“Again, no problem, and please stop thanking me. It’s unbecoming of someone of your station.” Shane offered me a tired, half-smile as we walked towards Guest Services.

The wind had a chill to it and I pulled my sweater tightly around me. If I stayed in Dark Root much longer, I would be forced to go clothes shopping. I wasn't prepared for the cold weather to come.

“Are you sure we should have left Scooby and Shaggy alone?” I asked, referring to Eve and Paul. They were back at Dip Stix, conducting research on the internet.

“I think they’ll be okay. Paul seems to know his way around a kitchen, as does Eve. I feel confident that if someone comes in, they will be well taken care of.”

The receptionist let us know that my mother was checked into room 212 on the second floor. As we made our way to the elevator I was starting to regret my decision. “You sure you don’t want to go with me?” I smiled brightly, enticingly. “It will be fun!”

He shook his head as the elevator doors popped open. “No, my dear. I’m going to kill some time in the reception area. They have a fantastic selection of O, The Oprah Magazine I’m dying to get my hands on.”

He winked and practically shoved me into the elevator, before disappearing behind the two steel doors.

I wasn’t happy to be here, and I wasn’t planning on stepping foot inside Mother’s room. I was simply going to check on Merry, drop off a bag of her things, and leave. I took deep breaths as the elevator doors opened, reminding myself of the plan.

The hall was long, narrow, and overly bright. Vases filled with fresh flowers were set on tables outside every door. Old people in wheelchairs, pushed by tired-looking nurses, greeted me as I walked by. A brass number on the nearest door let me know that I had arrived at room 312. I spun around and walked quickly in the opposite direction.

“Maggie?”

It was Merry’s voice.

I stopped, smiled, and turned back around. Upon seeing her I opened my arms and said, “There you are!” When she didn’t call me on catching me mid-flight, I knew something was wrong. “Mother?”

Merry bobbed her head, sniffling, and I followed her to the room.

“She’s gotten worse in the few hours since we talked on the phone,” she choked, her red eyes tearing up. “I just don’t know what to do.”

I handed Merry her bag and pushed open the door to peek inside.

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