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better.”
“Barbie-”
“ I’ll call them, all
right?”
“Good.” Not in the least phased
at her show of annoyance, Laura continued, “Is there a herb shop there?”
“This is a small town, no herb or
speciality shops.” Barbie sighed. “Sorry I snapped.”
“I understand,” Laura said
soothingly. “It can’t be easy with Adam around. But put that aside for now
and concentrate. Adam’s the past, intruders are your present. Police for the
human variety, sage for the ghostly. You need sage. I’ll post some to you.”
“Oh, but-”
“Overnight delivery. It’ll be
there tomorrow.”
“I’m sure I don’t-”
“Now you get on the phone and do
your bit.”
“My bit?”
“Phone the cops.”
Knowing she wasn’t going to be
able to talk her friend out of the sage posting, Barbie rolled her eyes. “Yes,
ma’am.”
“And when you come back home,
we’re going to have a chat about protecting yourself. I think you need self-defence
lessons.”
Not a bad idea. “Okay, I could do
that.”
“Great. I’ll check out the
classes and get back to you. We can enrol. When do you think you’ll be back?”
Barbie rubbed Fred’s one ear,
making him purr louder. “I don’t know. A month, maybe two. Depends how long
it takes to fix this place and then sell it.”
“So you’re staying until it
sells?”
“Maybe. I don’t like leaving a
house empty, not with vandals and squatters.”
“True.” Laura lowered her voice.
“I’m not prying, but sweetie, do you need a hand financially for that? I know
your Great Aunt left you some money, but that’s quite awhile without work.”
Smiling, Barbie ran her fingers
down Fred’s spine, making him wiggle and lift his head to blink at her in
pleasure. “Thanks, Laura, but I’m fine. I’ve got my annual leave pay coming through,
and I’m also doing a little bit of massage to bring in extra money.”
“You sure?”
“If I run out of food, I have
plenty of reserves on my body.”
“So do I, but I prefer food.”
Barbie laughed.
“Okay, I better go. Now you ring
the police and I’ll go shopping for sage.”
“Stay safe in the big, bad city.”
“Stay safe in the spooky
country.” Laura wasn’t laughing when she hung up.
Holding the receiver in one hand, Barbie
looked down at Fred. “I have light bulbs to attend to.”
He didn’t move.
“Which means I have to get up.”
Not a whisker twitched.
“Which means you have to get off
me.”
If not for his breathing, she’d
have thought he was dead.
“Are you listening?”
Not a muscle moved.
“No, I thought not.”
Carefully she slid Fred’s lazy
bulk to the side, settling him onto the sofa where he simply flopped and closed
his eyes.
Laughing, she stood up and crossed
to the phone, dropping the receiver into the cradle. Glancing up, she studied
the few phone numbers printed in an elegant hand with now fading ink on the
piece pf paper taped to the wall. The phone number of the police station was
at the top. After several seconds, she shook her head and turned away.
No way. One happening wasn’t
enough to make her face Adam’s derision.
Going into the kitchen, she
switched on the CD player, the light pop music filling the room. Turning it up
a little so that she could hear it through the house, she returned to the hallway
and eyed the ladder.
Picking up the little box
containing the light globe, she weighed it in her hands. “All right, matey,
it’s you and me.” She looked at the ladder. “And you. Don’t let me down.”
Luckily, if she fell off there was
no one to witness except for two lazy cats and maybe ghosts.
Not liking that thought, and not
particularly sure she even believed in ghosts, she focussed on the music and
climbed up the ladder.
~*~
Sitting at the kitchen table, Adam
took a sip of hot tea and nibbled on one of his Aunt’s homemade biscuits. Now
having morning tea at her
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