I discovered something else…Elaina could see me and she knew who and what I was. More importantly, she stared at me, because she realized that  I knew who she was and what she was attempting to do. That just made her more determined to get to Robert faster. I could see on her face that…

  I was on my way home from helping Doreen contact spirits at the caravan when I saw Robert on his motorcycle. Had I left the caravan a few minutes later, I would have completely missed him. I made a sharp turn and followed; barely able to see him speeding ahead of me. This time…

  Robert stood there staring, and for a moment I thought he was looking at me.    I wanted so badly for him to see me.  Instead, he turned and walked toward the master bedroom.    The next morning, he was up as usual.  But things were different for me.      He was sitting there…

I was just finishing up my alchemy studies for the day when Robert arrived home. He appeared to be in a pretty good mood when he entered the house.  “Leeann, you still here?”  He called out.  He checked the bedroom to see if she was there. “Hmm, I guess she had to leave,” he said…

I could hear Robert rise out of bed early the next morning. I knew that Leeann was still lying there next to him, because I didn’t hear her leave last night. Robert dressed and got ready for work.  By the time Leeann woke up, he was gone. I guessed that she must not of had…

Robert was once again on his bike. I was behind him on my broom with Leeann bringing up the rear in a taxi.  Since she wasn’t on the motorcycle with Robert, I hoped that it meant she was going somewhere else. No such luck.  She was at my house, standing on my porch before I…

As if on queue, a young lady arrived that I somehow knew would fit the bill. She had more than decent looks and walked in a bouncy prance that highlighted her well endowed upper body.  She headed straight for the bar. Just as I suspected, it didn’t take Robert long to notice her. Although she…

I arrived home not sure if I liked my new job as medium.      Recalling the look on Marsha Healy’s face; the horrors of hearing that her daughter had been murdered by a vampire…maybe she would have been better off not knowing.  There may be times when the truth should remain dead with the victim….

Desirae stood up and moved toward her mother.  “She is standing near you,” Doreen said, and Marsha turned  toward her daughter.  “Mother, I am so sorry.  I didn’t want you to hear it like this,” she said. “She wants you to know that she is sorry,” Doreen repeated after I told her what Desirae said….

We were back.  I could not say exactly how, but we were. It was like no time had passed.  Doreen and Marsha were still in the same place.  “I have her!” Doreen said.  “She is here in this room.”  “We did it!”  Doreen continued. Marsha gasped, thinking that Doreen was talking to her, but I…