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past. That was the thing with animals. When people died, their souls can sometimes came back in the form of an animal. A dove symbolizes love and peace, so I was sure that the soul that possessed the dove was a decent, caring soul who was looking out for Petunia.
“As you know,” she opened her hands in a gentle way toward the meeting space to address the attendees. The wind whipped and the leaves in the trees rustled back and forth. Petunia didn’t continue until the noise was clear, but that wasn’t going to happen until all of the animals surrounding us had circled the Gathering Rock.
Deer, squirrels, birds, and even moose had formed their own little meeting on the outskirts of ours.
Ahem , Petunia cleared her throat. “As you know,” she started again, “I am the spiritualist that can talk to animals. By the looks of things, they think I have something to tell them.”
“Smiik, kiic, triic.” Petunia threw her head back and made the worst sounding noise I had ever heard, causing the animals to scatter.
Everyone stared at the animals scurrying back to their homes in the woods that set just beyond the Gathering Rock. Again, we waited for the rusting leaves and hoof noises to stop before she continued.
“I’m sorry. I had to let them know it was a human meeting, not an animal one.” Petunia’s eyes sparkled as she talked about her gift, making me a little envious of her talent when all I could do was throw a few ingredients together. “A couple of months ago, several exotic animals showed up at Glorybee. None of them can talk to me so we can safely say they are not souls. Through endless searching with no luck, I have tried to find out where they have come from.”
As she told the community her story, which we all already knew, I carefully watched the Karima sisters. Patience kept nudging Constance with her chubby elbow while Constance continually shushed her silently with her hands.
“Anyway, there is this crazy ostrich that doesn’t like to be around the other animals.” Petunia turned toward me and the other council members. Softly she spoke, “I thought the ostrich was stolen. But I was quite wrong. The ostrich does not like being at Glorybee but loves Two Sisters and A Funeral. Patience Karima takes good care of the ostrich and will take full responsibility until I find the rightful owners.”
I slammed down the gavel before me. I had never used a gavel, but I have seen in many movies where the judge used one to make the audience come to order. Even though the meeting audience wasn’t rowdy, I wanted to slam the gavel to make a motion to throw out the claim that Patience Karima had stolen the ostrich.
Bang, bang, bang. I secretly liked the feeling of the power behind that small hammer.
“You can stop the banging now.” Gerald reached over and touched my arm. “You have everyone’s attention.”
“Oh.” I giggled and stood back up. “Thank you Petunia for that bit of insight. We can move on to the next topic if that’s okay.”
Patience nodded her head so fast, I thought it was going to bounce right off her jolly shoulders. There was a smile planted across her face that puffed out her rosy cheeks.
“First, I’d like to officially welcome Ophelia Biblio to Whispering Falls.” I pointed the gavel in her direction, but she was gone. “Ms. Biblio?” I shouted over the crowd that had now turned their backs on me and were looking around for her.
“It looks like she didn’t hang around for the meeting.” Izzy stood up. “I haven’t seen her or Alexelrod Primrose for a while now.”
“That’s odd.” Gerald cleared his throat. “I thought Alexelrod would be front and center after the little stunt he pulled today.”
I glanced over at Gerald who didn’t look up at me. I leaned his way and whispered, “What did his leaves say?”
“He’s dead!” A woman’s voice screamed from Main Street, echoing all the way up to the Gathering Rock. “Help! He’s dead! Alexelrod
“As you know,” she opened her hands in a gentle way toward the meeting space to address the attendees. The wind whipped and the leaves in the trees rustled back and forth. Petunia didn’t continue until the noise was clear, but that wasn’t going to happen until all of the animals surrounding us had circled the Gathering Rock.
Deer, squirrels, birds, and even moose had formed their own little meeting on the outskirts of ours.
Ahem , Petunia cleared her throat. “As you know,” she started again, “I am the spiritualist that can talk to animals. By the looks of things, they think I have something to tell them.”
“Smiik, kiic, triic.” Petunia threw her head back and made the worst sounding noise I had ever heard, causing the animals to scatter.
Everyone stared at the animals scurrying back to their homes in the woods that set just beyond the Gathering Rock. Again, we waited for the rusting leaves and hoof noises to stop before she continued.
“I’m sorry. I had to let them know it was a human meeting, not an animal one.” Petunia’s eyes sparkled as she talked about her gift, making me a little envious of her talent when all I could do was throw a few ingredients together. “A couple of months ago, several exotic animals showed up at Glorybee. None of them can talk to me so we can safely say they are not souls. Through endless searching with no luck, I have tried to find out where they have come from.”
As she told the community her story, which we all already knew, I carefully watched the Karima sisters. Patience kept nudging Constance with her chubby elbow while Constance continually shushed her silently with her hands.
“Anyway, there is this crazy ostrich that doesn’t like to be around the other animals.” Petunia turned toward me and the other council members. Softly she spoke, “I thought the ostrich was stolen. But I was quite wrong. The ostrich does not like being at Glorybee but loves Two Sisters and A Funeral. Patience Karima takes good care of the ostrich and will take full responsibility until I find the rightful owners.”
I slammed down the gavel before me. I had never used a gavel, but I have seen in many movies where the judge used one to make the audience come to order. Even though the meeting audience wasn’t rowdy, I wanted to slam the gavel to make a motion to throw out the claim that Patience Karima had stolen the ostrich.
Bang, bang, bang. I secretly liked the feeling of the power behind that small hammer.
“You can stop the banging now.” Gerald reached over and touched my arm. “You have everyone’s attention.”
“Oh.” I giggled and stood back up. “Thank you Petunia for that bit of insight. We can move on to the next topic if that’s okay.”
Patience nodded her head so fast, I thought it was going to bounce right off her jolly shoulders. There was a smile planted across her face that puffed out her rosy cheeks.
“First, I’d like to officially welcome Ophelia Biblio to Whispering Falls.” I pointed the gavel in her direction, but she was gone. “Ms. Biblio?” I shouted over the crowd that had now turned their backs on me and were looking around for her.
“It looks like she didn’t hang around for the meeting.” Izzy stood up. “I haven’t seen her or Alexelrod Primrose for a while now.”
“That’s odd.” Gerald cleared his throat. “I thought Alexelrod would be front and center after the little stunt he pulled today.”
I glanced over at Gerald who didn’t look up at me. I leaned his way and whispered, “What did his leaves say?”
“He’s dead!” A woman’s voice screamed from Main Street, echoing all the way up to the Gathering Rock. “Help! He’s dead! Alexelrod
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