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have? He just prayed his mother would recover soon.
Back in the library he scanned the bookshelf for another book to read. He expected to be disappointed since he had searched this bookshelf a hundred times by now , but he needed something new to read. As he was finishing his unsuccessful search, one particular book caught his eye. He pulled it out, wondering how he had never seen this one before. It stood out from the rest because of its exceptionally worn cover in an unusual shade of dark blue. Something about it interested him and he opened the cover to see if there was a blurb or some kind of description. The inside cover was blank except for one line “Exploring the Unexplained.”
Intrigued, he turned the page to the table of contents, which contained a various assortment of supernatural phenomena throughout history, everything from witchcraft to ghosts. It began with a section on psychics and from the first page he was hooked, fascinated by the author's gripping in-depth discussions. The book's apparent purpose was to first differentiate myth from fact with each of the types of supernatural phenomena and then to give historical accounts proving their respective existence. Throughout his whole life, Cole had been interested in the supernatural, especially considering his own psychic gift. Therefore, he was eager to believe anything with proof, regardless of how thin or trustworthy the proof might be. There was a fleeting disappointment that the book did not address his own ability, but at the same time he was glad, as he much preferred himself to be unique. He read until late into the night, his mind filled with new possibilities, but when he'd finished he had barely covered a fifth of the lengthy book.
The next morning he did not wake up until almost noon. He stumbled into the kitchen, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“Morning,” Beth stated matter-of-factly. “You’re up late.” She sat at the table, intent on a bowl of cereal in front of her.
“Yeah. Morning,” Cole said. Some of the hatred from the night before had dissipated, enough that he could tolerate Beth’s presence. Also, he needed something from her. “Can you please drive me to see my mom?”
“We just visited yesterday.” She shoveled another spoonful into her mouth.
“I know, but I need a permission slip signed for school.”
“Why didn’t you get her to sign it when we were there?” For the first time she lifted her eyes from the bowl to look down at him.
“I didn’t have it on me. I’m sorry. Please?” Besides, what are you doing that’s so important you can’t take any time away? Give me a break.
She shoveled in another spoonful and chewed very slowly. When her mouth was clear she continued. “You have to wait a little while. I’m busy right now.”
Yeah, right. What are you doing? “Okay that’s fine. I’ll be in the other room reading.”
After he got dressed he hurried back to the library, anxious to get in some more reading before they left.
Twenty minutes later Beth appeared in the doorway. “Come on. If you wanna go, let’s go.”
Cole let the rudeness pass over him, keeping his mouth shut to avoid any unnecessary arguments. He grabbed the permission slip, slipped on his sneakers and jacket, and got into the already running car.
There was a train station nearby for a national passenger train that stopped in this small town of Woodbury on its way to bigger and better things. The trip to the hospital took them past this stop. Cole, usually in his own world, never paid this train station any attention and, true to form, was ignoring it as they approached. They were driving down a small side street that paralleled the tracks and, in the distance, the grumblings of an approaching train could be heard.
Stop this car before the train stops in the station.
Cole’s head snapped up at the unexpected agreement. No way. A distant whispering began to meander around the back of his consciousness. His eyes
Back in the library he scanned the bookshelf for another book to read. He expected to be disappointed since he had searched this bookshelf a hundred times by now , but he needed something new to read. As he was finishing his unsuccessful search, one particular book caught his eye. He pulled it out, wondering how he had never seen this one before. It stood out from the rest because of its exceptionally worn cover in an unusual shade of dark blue. Something about it interested him and he opened the cover to see if there was a blurb or some kind of description. The inside cover was blank except for one line “Exploring the Unexplained.”
Intrigued, he turned the page to the table of contents, which contained a various assortment of supernatural phenomena throughout history, everything from witchcraft to ghosts. It began with a section on psychics and from the first page he was hooked, fascinated by the author's gripping in-depth discussions. The book's apparent purpose was to first differentiate myth from fact with each of the types of supernatural phenomena and then to give historical accounts proving their respective existence. Throughout his whole life, Cole had been interested in the supernatural, especially considering his own psychic gift. Therefore, he was eager to believe anything with proof, regardless of how thin or trustworthy the proof might be. There was a fleeting disappointment that the book did not address his own ability, but at the same time he was glad, as he much preferred himself to be unique. He read until late into the night, his mind filled with new possibilities, but when he'd finished he had barely covered a fifth of the lengthy book.
The next morning he did not wake up until almost noon. He stumbled into the kitchen, still rubbing the sleep from his eyes.
“Morning,” Beth stated matter-of-factly. “You’re up late.” She sat at the table, intent on a bowl of cereal in front of her.
“Yeah. Morning,” Cole said. Some of the hatred from the night before had dissipated, enough that he could tolerate Beth’s presence. Also, he needed something from her. “Can you please drive me to see my mom?”
“We just visited yesterday.” She shoveled another spoonful into her mouth.
“I know, but I need a permission slip signed for school.”
“Why didn’t you get her to sign it when we were there?” For the first time she lifted her eyes from the bowl to look down at him.
“I didn’t have it on me. I’m sorry. Please?” Besides, what are you doing that’s so important you can’t take any time away? Give me a break.
She shoveled in another spoonful and chewed very slowly. When her mouth was clear she continued. “You have to wait a little while. I’m busy right now.”
Yeah, right. What are you doing? “Okay that’s fine. I’ll be in the other room reading.”
After he got dressed he hurried back to the library, anxious to get in some more reading before they left.
Twenty minutes later Beth appeared in the doorway. “Come on. If you wanna go, let’s go.”
Cole let the rudeness pass over him, keeping his mouth shut to avoid any unnecessary arguments. He grabbed the permission slip, slipped on his sneakers and jacket, and got into the already running car.
There was a train station nearby for a national passenger train that stopped in this small town of Woodbury on its way to bigger and better things. The trip to the hospital took them past this stop. Cole, usually in his own world, never paid this train station any attention and, true to form, was ignoring it as they approached. They were driving down a small side street that paralleled the tracks and, in the distance, the grumblings of an approaching train could be heard.
Stop this car before the train stops in the station.
Cole’s head snapped up at the unexpected agreement. No way. A distant whispering began to meander around the back of his consciousness. His eyes
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