problem for her. Her ghost was angry.
He finally decided to see a spiritual advisor or a psychic reader to help direct him in the right path. I ended the book there. I had read enough information for the day to know which step I needed to take. I needed to visit Hala again.
When Ephraim got home from school I was waiting for him on his porch. Thankfully, Mrs. Mayhew wasn’t home. He got out of the truck and Lynley followed slowly behind; her head down and her face hidden by her tangled hair. She looked awful. She was rail-thin like Kayla had told me.
“Lyn , oh my God, you look terrible,” I said quietly. She shot me a glance that looked like she could strangle me for even speaking to her. Pushing past me, she went into the house. “Ephraim I … I didn’t mean to offend her she just looks …” He put a hand up to shush me and pulled me out to the backyard. We walked to our spot in the woods, where we would often sit and talk.
He sat down on the soft grass and pulled me into his lap. As he ran his fingers through my hair , I began to relax.
“She is really sick , Brylee, and I am so scared for her,” he admitted as he continued to play with my hair. “She won’t even talk to me. When she does, it is mostly ramblings of things I don’t understand.”
“Like what?” I dared to ask. Did I want to know how bad she was?
“It’s more like a ‘she’ instead of a what. Then again, I am not sure this girl is even living,” he rambled. “She says her name is Evangeline and she is here to help her and me. I told Lynley that I don’t want anything to do with her.” He took a deep breath and let go of my hair. When he leaned back onto his hands I sat up.
“Look at me ,” I said, pulling his face to mine. “You know that something is going on with her, right? She is having the symptoms before you, and much sooner than we anticipated.” He nodded as his eyes started tearing up. It broke me in half to see him like this. He was hurting for her and I couldn’t help her yet.
“I have this idea … well , it’s more like a solid plan,” I started. “I went to the library and sort of met a new ghost who gave me this book.” I put the book on his lap and he looked down at it but didn’t open it. “So far it’s basically the writer’s account on how he helped ghosts. He was like me, a medium, but he didn’t go to school to better his talent. He went to a spiritual advisor. And that’s what I am going to do, if you’ll drive me.” Ephraim looked at me like I was crazy. Smiling, I nudged him. “I met this lady before on the boardwalk. She grabbed me and knew what I was.”
“How did she know?”
“She saw it in my aura,” I said as I waved my hand around my head. I had him laughing now. His tears were dry and his smile was back. “She calls me a dead talker. She is sorta funny, but I need to talk to her about this lady Evangeline. I don’t think she is good news, Ephraim.”
“I don’t think so either.” We got up and were walking toward his truck when he grabbed me and held me in his arms for a few seconds. “I am sorry that she said what she did to you.”
I needed to hear someone say that, but I needed it to be Lynley not Ephraim. “I am so afraid it will be you next,” I choked out. It was the truth of the situation really. He held me tighter and I wished in that moment that he would not let go of me. I wanted to stay like this forever and let time move around us. When he let me go my skin grew instantly cold. He noticed and pulled off his hoodie, putting it over my head. The weather was chilly today and I had dressed for summer.
We got to his truck and Lynley was standing there waiting for us. She looked different somehow , but I couldn’t place it. Maybe it was the smile on her face; it was a genuine smile, not fake.
“Hey , Lyn, what’s up?” Ephraim asked as he opened the passenger door for me. I waited for her reply before I got in the truck.
“Nothing , what are
He finally decided to see a spiritual advisor or a psychic reader to help direct him in the right path. I ended the book there. I had read enough information for the day to know which step I needed to take. I needed to visit Hala again.
When Ephraim got home from school I was waiting for him on his porch. Thankfully, Mrs. Mayhew wasn’t home. He got out of the truck and Lynley followed slowly behind; her head down and her face hidden by her tangled hair. She looked awful. She was rail-thin like Kayla had told me.
“Lyn , oh my God, you look terrible,” I said quietly. She shot me a glance that looked like she could strangle me for even speaking to her. Pushing past me, she went into the house. “Ephraim I … I didn’t mean to offend her she just looks …” He put a hand up to shush me and pulled me out to the backyard. We walked to our spot in the woods, where we would often sit and talk.
He sat down on the soft grass and pulled me into his lap. As he ran his fingers through my hair , I began to relax.
“She is really sick , Brylee, and I am so scared for her,” he admitted as he continued to play with my hair. “She won’t even talk to me. When she does, it is mostly ramblings of things I don’t understand.”
“Like what?” I dared to ask. Did I want to know how bad she was?
“It’s more like a ‘she’ instead of a what. Then again, I am not sure this girl is even living,” he rambled. “She says her name is Evangeline and she is here to help her and me. I told Lynley that I don’t want anything to do with her.” He took a deep breath and let go of my hair. When he leaned back onto his hands I sat up.
“Look at me ,” I said, pulling his face to mine. “You know that something is going on with her, right? She is having the symptoms before you, and much sooner than we anticipated.” He nodded as his eyes started tearing up. It broke me in half to see him like this. He was hurting for her and I couldn’t help her yet.
“I have this idea … well , it’s more like a solid plan,” I started. “I went to the library and sort of met a new ghost who gave me this book.” I put the book on his lap and he looked down at it but didn’t open it. “So far it’s basically the writer’s account on how he helped ghosts. He was like me, a medium, but he didn’t go to school to better his talent. He went to a spiritual advisor. And that’s what I am going to do, if you’ll drive me.” Ephraim looked at me like I was crazy. Smiling, I nudged him. “I met this lady before on the boardwalk. She grabbed me and knew what I was.”
“How did she know?”
“She saw it in my aura,” I said as I waved my hand around my head. I had him laughing now. His tears were dry and his smile was back. “She calls me a dead talker. She is sorta funny, but I need to talk to her about this lady Evangeline. I don’t think she is good news, Ephraim.”
“I don’t think so either.” We got up and were walking toward his truck when he grabbed me and held me in his arms for a few seconds. “I am sorry that she said what she did to you.”
I needed to hear someone say that, but I needed it to be Lynley not Ephraim. “I am so afraid it will be you next,” I choked out. It was the truth of the situation really. He held me tighter and I wished in that moment that he would not let go of me. I wanted to stay like this forever and let time move around us. When he let me go my skin grew instantly cold. He noticed and pulled off his hoodie, putting it over my head. The weather was chilly today and I had dressed for summer.
We got to his truck and Lynley was standing there waiting for us. She looked different somehow , but I couldn’t place it. Maybe it was the smile on her face; it was a genuine smile, not fake.
“Hey , Lyn, what’s up?” Ephraim asked as he opened the passenger door for me. I waited for her reply before I got in the truck.
“Nothing , what are
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