The Haunting of Josephine

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remember what it is that he said to you on why?” Katherine thought really hard for a second.
    “It was you. It had something to do with you. I remember that he told me and I immediately wished that I could protect you from him. But I cannot remember what it is that he said about you. I just remember that I wished I could protect you from what he wanted to do to you.”
    “Do you think it was…” Aunt vanished as the door to Jo’s room swung open to show her u ncle standing on the other side.
    “I heard you talking and I was worried about you. Did you need something? Would you like for me to ring for a maid for you?” Jo pulled her blankets closer around her.
    “No Uncle, I am just fine. Just thinking out loud a bit to myself.” Her u ncle hesitated in the door like he was not sure if he should stay or go before ultimately giving out to leaving and closed the door behind him.
    Jo sat in her bed awake for a while longer thinking about her conversation with her a unt’s ghost. Who could possibly have want ed to hurt her a unt in order to hurt her? Had she done something to hurt someone and did not realize it and they went after her aunt? Katherine did not show up again that night and though sleep eventually came to Jo she did not find it to be restful.

 
     
     
    Chapter 10
     
    “Young lady what are you still doing in bed?” Jo awoke to a distressed sounding Katherine who was pacing back and forth at the foot of Jo’s bed .
    “You are dead. Am I wrong or should not that mean that you are supposed to be moving onto your eternal rest and not here interrupting mine? ” Jo dragged the covers over her head and tried to go back to bed. Though she should have realized that her a unt would not leave her alone so easily.
    “Do you honestly think that I would not love to be able to move on? I cannot until you help me figure out who it is that killed me. Not to mention that I want to make sure that you are not going to ruin your own life.” That got Jo’s attention and she sat up in bed.
    “What do you mean that you want to make sure that I do not ruin my life? ” Jo watched as Katherine paced the room a back and forth before returning to where Jo still lay in her bed.
    “ Sweetie , I understand that my death must be hard on you; however, that does not mean that you should back out of your wedding to Bradle y.” Jo was shocked at what her aunt was accusing her of doing.
    “I have not backed out of the wedding. We just have postponed planning it for a little while. Besides how do you even know about that?” Jo got out of bed and headed to her d resser to get ready for the day figuring at this point she might as well seems how she knew there was no way she would be able to sleep anymore now.
    “Jo dear, you do not always realize it when I am here. Sometimes I am only able to hear what is going on in the room . Like when you were talking to Mr. Kinsley last night. I understand that you must feel that it is all okay because he is saying that he will wait for you but you need to understand that a man like that is not going to stay waiting for long.” Jo picked up her brush and started to run it through her hair.
    “Aunt, I am not going to wait that long. Maybe a day or two, I just need to have some time to adjust and get used to all of this. Besides, it feels so wrong to plan a wedding without you.” Katherine walked over to Jo’s war drobe and motioned for Jo to join her.
    “I want you to come here. There is something that I would like to show you.” Jo went to where her a unt was by the wardrobe. “Open that bottom drawer on the right. The one that I told you is to hold your winter leggings.” Jo opened the drawer that her a unt had indicated and was shocked to see a stack of papers bundled together and tied with a ribbon .
    “What is this?” Jo took the bundle of papers over to her desk and carefully removed the ribbon and started going through them one by one.
    “I was going to give it to you at your

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