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there is
anything that can be done to help him."
"Help him how? What kind of trouble has your
friend gotten himself into?"
"Stephen was in the same car accident as the
girl I raised from the dead, only he was stuck in a coma. At least,
he was until his parent's pulled the plug on the machines a few
days ago. He's stuck here as a spirit, Auntie. He deserves better
than that. I just don't know what to do for him."
"Hmmm, you say he was in a coma first?" Auntie
Perrine sounded thoughtful, which made me hopeful. "Do you know if
he was spirit bound before the plug was pulled or only
after?"
"He says he was wondering long before his
parents pulled the plug. He was there watching when they did
it."
"Your friend sounds like one of the Unknown,
my love." Auntie Perrine's voice was even more drained, if that was
possible. "I'm not sure I can help you, or your friend. I will have
to consult someone else. The Unknown roam this Earth before they
die, a very few are pulled over, for reasons unknown to the rest of
us, just before death. It's not a true death. The body may continue
on, and even if it doesn't, the spirit gets stuck. Seraphine, I
will see what I can do, but maybe you want to keep this to yourself
for now. Stephen might not be able to hear that he is stuck this
way forever."
"Okay, I won’t tell him, yet."
"Seraphine, The Unknown, once they loose their
bodies, are bound for eternity, as far as I know. I will check for
a remedy of sorts, but I don't want you to get your hopes up. The
magic community don't speak of them because they are considered
taboo and even feared. Nothing can harm them and they have been
known to affect the physical world around them. That is what people
fear the most. They may have more power and influence over our
world from their realm than many give them credit for."
"Auntie Perrine, I’ve never seen Stephen touch
anything, let alone move it. I’m not sure how reliable your sources
have been. Can you give me a call when you hear
anything?"
"You know I will little one. You better be
scooting off to school, before your momma has my hide for keeping
you."
"Yeah, Don't worry, my bag's already packed
for the daily trip into hell."
"Seraphine!"
"Sorry, love you."
"You too, baby girl."
The worst part of my day is always the part
where I have to go to school and drown in the knowledge teachers
try to stuff into our wee little brains while all the other kids
completely ignore me. For the longest time, I didn't mind being
left alone, because I was so bitter about having to move here.
Stephen was teaching me something about myself, whether he realized
it or not. It was beginning to dawn on me. I missed having a friend
I could talk to about things. There's something to be said for a
person being there to hear about your zombie raising screw ups, or
how your mom and step-dad are conspiring against you. That part of
my life had been missing for a long time, since I came to Rosedale.
Now that I had it back, I wasn't sure I wanted to loose it. There
was a part of me that hoped Auntie Perrine couldn't find a way to
put Stephen to rest. He was the only person in the world making me
smile these days, and he wasn't even of this world. "What does that
say about me?" I asked my own reflection and just stared stupidly
back at myself for a minute before my mom yelled to me.
"Seraphine, you are going to be late if you
don't get going."
"Because that would be a tragedy!" I yelled
back, but then thought better of it and hustled my butt out the
door before my momma could have a swat at me.
Stephen was waiting there for me, on the
porch, as usual. I couldn't help myself when I stood a little
straighter, and smiled instead of frowning. He had to flip his head
back to get the hair out of his eyes again, but that smile was
melting my insides.
"You know," he started while grinning at me,
"I must be a great friend."
"Oh yeah?" I was looking at him with one
eyebrow cocked up in question.
"Yeah, because I don't even
anything that can be done to help him."
"Help him how? What kind of trouble has your
friend gotten himself into?"
"Stephen was in the same car accident as the
girl I raised from the dead, only he was stuck in a coma. At least,
he was until his parent's pulled the plug on the machines a few
days ago. He's stuck here as a spirit, Auntie. He deserves better
than that. I just don't know what to do for him."
"Hmmm, you say he was in a coma first?" Auntie
Perrine sounded thoughtful, which made me hopeful. "Do you know if
he was spirit bound before the plug was pulled or only
after?"
"He says he was wondering long before his
parents pulled the plug. He was there watching when they did
it."
"Your friend sounds like one of the Unknown,
my love." Auntie Perrine's voice was even more drained, if that was
possible. "I'm not sure I can help you, or your friend. I will have
to consult someone else. The Unknown roam this Earth before they
die, a very few are pulled over, for reasons unknown to the rest of
us, just before death. It's not a true death. The body may continue
on, and even if it doesn't, the spirit gets stuck. Seraphine, I
will see what I can do, but maybe you want to keep this to yourself
for now. Stephen might not be able to hear that he is stuck this
way forever."
"Okay, I won’t tell him, yet."
"Seraphine, The Unknown, once they loose their
bodies, are bound for eternity, as far as I know. I will check for
a remedy of sorts, but I don't want you to get your hopes up. The
magic community don't speak of them because they are considered
taboo and even feared. Nothing can harm them and they have been
known to affect the physical world around them. That is what people
fear the most. They may have more power and influence over our
world from their realm than many give them credit for."
"Auntie Perrine, I’ve never seen Stephen touch
anything, let alone move it. I’m not sure how reliable your sources
have been. Can you give me a call when you hear
anything?"
"You know I will little one. You better be
scooting off to school, before your momma has my hide for keeping
you."
"Yeah, Don't worry, my bag's already packed
for the daily trip into hell."
"Seraphine!"
"Sorry, love you."
"You too, baby girl."
The worst part of my day is always the part
where I have to go to school and drown in the knowledge teachers
try to stuff into our wee little brains while all the other kids
completely ignore me. For the longest time, I didn't mind being
left alone, because I was so bitter about having to move here.
Stephen was teaching me something about myself, whether he realized
it or not. It was beginning to dawn on me. I missed having a friend
I could talk to about things. There's something to be said for a
person being there to hear about your zombie raising screw ups, or
how your mom and step-dad are conspiring against you. That part of
my life had been missing for a long time, since I came to Rosedale.
Now that I had it back, I wasn't sure I wanted to loose it. There
was a part of me that hoped Auntie Perrine couldn't find a way to
put Stephen to rest. He was the only person in the world making me
smile these days, and he wasn't even of this world. "What does that
say about me?" I asked my own reflection and just stared stupidly
back at myself for a minute before my mom yelled to me.
"Seraphine, you are going to be late if you
don't get going."
"Because that would be a tragedy!" I yelled
back, but then thought better of it and hustled my butt out the
door before my momma could have a swat at me.
Stephen was waiting there for me, on the
porch, as usual. I couldn't help myself when I stood a little
straighter, and smiled instead of frowning. He had to flip his head
back to get the hair out of his eyes again, but that smile was
melting my insides.
"You know," he started while grinning at me,
"I must be a great friend."
"Oh yeah?" I was looking at him with one
eyebrow cocked up in question.
"Yeah, because I don't even
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