Restless Echoes
Clarrie had ever given her a direct message from the
grave, or whatever she liked to call it! “But, now that
the subject has come up, there is something I would like
to ask.” At Clarrie’s acquiescent murmur, she continued.
“When we were kids, my parents took us both to
visit an old, timbered, house near Worcester. It was
reputed to be haunted. You were as thrilled as I was
about the books on black magic found in the attic and
the human bones dug up from the garden but when you
saw it you changed your mind. You insisted on staying
in the car – so were you psychic then? Did you see
ghosts there?”
Clarrie remembered it vividly. In the ice-cold grip of
fear, she’d refused to go anywhere near the old property
but, although the atmosphere around it was scary, she
confessed that she had not seen anything untoward.
Until a few years ago, she had rejected the idea that she
might take after her mother, but now that Rowena
suggested going there again, she agreed; it would be
interesting to see if it still felt the same. Rowena
wondered if perhaps Sarah would join them.
Why not, Clarrie considered, after Rowena rang off.
Visiting haunted sites with her mother would be
fascinating – what amazing things they might discover
– but she realised there was no point in suggesting it
because, deep down, she knew that her mother never
pursued those in the afterlife, preferring to keep a low
profile in both worlds!
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