Read Online Lovely Shadows by Kendra Kilbourn - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Kendra Kilbourn
Ads: Link
English class when the vision hit me. As usual, I brushed it off but everything happened exactly as I saw it.”
This was beyond interesting. “Can you see the future?”
“No. My visions are more like daydreams than say, looking into a crystal ball. I'm not a psychic.”
“Wicked. We really are a pair, aren't we?”
“You said it, sister. So, now what?”
“I guess we keep looking for Aidan's supposed killer.”
“Maybe the waitress knows something.” Billie waved to her, and she hurried over to us.
“What can I do for you, dear?” Her name tag read “Margie”.
“Do you know anything about the car accident a few months ago?”
Margie straightened up. “Why?” she asked suspiciously.
“Oh, we heard someone talking about it. We're curious about what happened.”
Margie relaxed. “It was sad, really. The Summers are well-liked around here. Their youngest boy Aidan left one night and never made it home. Story is he lost control of his Jeep and went tumbling down the hill.” She shook her head.
“You don't sound convinced,” I observed.
Propping her hands on her thin hips, she tipped her head. “Well, you know, it really is a curious thing. A couple of days before the accident Aidan was in here with Jason Kent. He was upset, you know, motioning with his hands like something was bothering him. I didn't hear the whole conversation but from what I gather, Aidan had trouble with a kid from another town. Apparently, Aidan witnessed a crime and reported it to the police. A week after that his car was vandalized. Then this guy started harassing him, saying Aidan ruined his son's life.”
This was news to me. When I asked Aidan if he had enemies, he denied it.
“As far as the accident goes, the police found nothing. Everyone in town was interviewed and nothing came of it.”
Billie raised an eyebrow. “Was foul play suspected?”
“No, but I think the police wanted to cover all the bases. Like I said, nothing ever came of it.”
“Huh. Do you know the other guy's name?”
“Kevin or Calvin...I don't remember. Can I get you girls anything else?”
Billie handed her a twenty. “Keep the change. Thanks for your help.”
Margie stared at her hand in disbelief. “Yeah, no problem. Thanks for coming in.”
“Crazy,” Billie said once we were back in the Honda.
“Aidan specifically told me he had no enemies. Margie's story contradicts his. I thought we were getting somewhere but now I feel like we're back at square one.”
“Can't you just talk to Aidan?”
“Oh, I plan to if he ever comes back.”
It was too late to do more investigating so we left Blue Rapids and drove back to Browton. Along the way Billie kept looking at me speculatively.
“If you have something to say...”
“You almost had sex with a ghost?”
“I wondered when you were going to get around that. I don't think kissing equates almost having sex.”
“Was tongue involved?”
“Yes.”
“Then close enough. Of anything you told me, that boggles my mind the most. I mean, what was it like? Could you actually feel him?”
“He felt as real to me as you do. He's a solid life form if that's what you're asking.”
“That's exactly what I'm asking. So, was he good?”
I thought about the way I felt in his arms. I thought about the way his lips moved against mine. I thought about how soft his hands were against my skin. I thought about how never in my whole life had I ever wanted to get so lost in someone else.
“Jessa!”
“Huh?”
“I'll take your silence to mean he was better than good.”
“Words cannot describe it. Have you ever gone further than kissing with someone?”
“Once.” From the way she blushed and looked away from me I knew who that “once” was with.
“Already?” I huffed.
“Yes, and I don't feel bad, okay? So don't judge me.”
“I'm not judging you. I guess I'm...” What was I? In all honesty I was no better than her. I had Levi, she only had Luke. I was the adulterer, not
This was beyond interesting. “Can you see the future?”
“No. My visions are more like daydreams than say, looking into a crystal ball. I'm not a psychic.”
“Wicked. We really are a pair, aren't we?”
“You said it, sister. So, now what?”
“I guess we keep looking for Aidan's supposed killer.”
“Maybe the waitress knows something.” Billie waved to her, and she hurried over to us.
“What can I do for you, dear?” Her name tag read “Margie”.
“Do you know anything about the car accident a few months ago?”
Margie straightened up. “Why?” she asked suspiciously.
“Oh, we heard someone talking about it. We're curious about what happened.”
Margie relaxed. “It was sad, really. The Summers are well-liked around here. Their youngest boy Aidan left one night and never made it home. Story is he lost control of his Jeep and went tumbling down the hill.” She shook her head.
“You don't sound convinced,” I observed.
Propping her hands on her thin hips, she tipped her head. “Well, you know, it really is a curious thing. A couple of days before the accident Aidan was in here with Jason Kent. He was upset, you know, motioning with his hands like something was bothering him. I didn't hear the whole conversation but from what I gather, Aidan had trouble with a kid from another town. Apparently, Aidan witnessed a crime and reported it to the police. A week after that his car was vandalized. Then this guy started harassing him, saying Aidan ruined his son's life.”
This was news to me. When I asked Aidan if he had enemies, he denied it.
“As far as the accident goes, the police found nothing. Everyone in town was interviewed and nothing came of it.”
Billie raised an eyebrow. “Was foul play suspected?”
“No, but I think the police wanted to cover all the bases. Like I said, nothing ever came of it.”
“Huh. Do you know the other guy's name?”
“Kevin or Calvin...I don't remember. Can I get you girls anything else?”
Billie handed her a twenty. “Keep the change. Thanks for your help.”
Margie stared at her hand in disbelief. “Yeah, no problem. Thanks for coming in.”
“Crazy,” Billie said once we were back in the Honda.
“Aidan specifically told me he had no enemies. Margie's story contradicts his. I thought we were getting somewhere but now I feel like we're back at square one.”
“Can't you just talk to Aidan?”
“Oh, I plan to if he ever comes back.”
It was too late to do more investigating so we left Blue Rapids and drove back to Browton. Along the way Billie kept looking at me speculatively.
“If you have something to say...”
“You almost had sex with a ghost?”
“I wondered when you were going to get around that. I don't think kissing equates almost having sex.”
“Was tongue involved?”
“Yes.”
“Then close enough. Of anything you told me, that boggles my mind the most. I mean, what was it like? Could you actually feel him?”
“He felt as real to me as you do. He's a solid life form if that's what you're asking.”
“That's exactly what I'm asking. So, was he good?”
I thought about the way I felt in his arms. I thought about the way his lips moved against mine. I thought about how soft his hands were against my skin. I thought about how never in my whole life had I ever wanted to get so lost in someone else.
“Jessa!”
“Huh?”
“I'll take your silence to mean he was better than good.”
“Words cannot describe it. Have you ever gone further than kissing with someone?”
“Once.” From the way she blushed and looked away from me I knew who that “once” was with.
“Already?” I huffed.
“Yes, and I don't feel bad, okay? So don't judge me.”
“I'm not judging you. I guess I'm...” What was I? In all honesty I was no better than her. I had Levi, she only had Luke. I was the adulterer, not
Similar Books
