Liza threw Drew’s arm over her shoulder and pulled her down off of the grave. Drew was by far stronger than Liza but luckily she seemed to be skinny as a damn rail these days. She dragged her across the cold cemetery floor and as she crossed through the iron gate she heard a woman scream and then laughter that chilled her to the bone. When she was on the other side of the fence she heard a young girl’s voice scream, “No!”
“That place has serious issues.” Liza said breathlessly as she looked back at the cemetery that had grown dark. It seemed that the moonlight didn’t even want to be within it any more.
She pulled Drew into the doorway as far as she could and with all of the breath that she could muster up she yelled, “A little help here!” and fell to the floor in front of her friend.
She opened her eyes and then watched a very transparent Brendan carry Drew to her bedroom. He laid her on her bed and then knelt down beside her.
“Good to see you coming back into yourself.” Liza said as she sat on the other side of Drew.
“Is she alright?” Brendan asked. “I think so. She has a pretty good sized knot on her head but other than that she just needs to rest.” Liza said with an uneasy look as she held her hand on Drew’s head.
“What is it?” Brendan asked.
“I’m not sure. She is breathing ok. She doesn’t seem to be herself though.”
“Do ye think?” Brendan asked sarcastically.
Liza had to laugh. She was sure that if Brendan knew what he sounded like compared to the people today he would understand why what he had just said sounded so funny to her ears.
“I’m sorry.” She said looking serious again. “I mean that everyone has ora around them. Drew’s is hard to tell because she changes color all of the time. She is a very moody person. Obviously, otherwise you two would be married and starting a family by now.” She tried to explain when Brendan cocked an eyebrow.
“There is something else that I can’t really explain; it is just something that I have learned from healing. You know how everyone has their ownscent?” She asked him.
“Aye, I suppose.” He replied.
“Well, it’s sort of like that. There is still a hint of Drew’s scent, however there is something else there that wasn’t there before.”
“You mean like this ring on her finger?” Brendan said as he lifted Drew’s hand and eyed the Claddagh ring that he had given to Lezzetta so many years before, seeing it on Drew’s delicate hand made his stomach turn.
Brendan carefully put her hand back to her side then reached out and wiped the hair from Drew’s brow. He then kissed her lips gently. “She is the most beautiful creature I have ever seen. The first time that I saw her sleeping I thought that God had finally sent an Angel to save me.”
Liza saw that Brendan was coming back. She could almost see him completely again. “You two really are meant to be together, aren’t you?” She said.
“I hope so.” He said letting a tear run down his face.
“I think it is time that we tap into the other side, Brendan.” Liza said softly. “There is a lot going on out in that cemetery that I think we may need to know about.”
They left Drew to rest in the bedroom and came back out into the living room to sit in front of the Ouija board again. “Would you like another glass of wine?” Liza asked grabbing the bottle that they had sat next to the couch.
“No, I don’t believe that my body is up to the simple pleasures again just yet. I seem to have lost some of the sensations that I had from before. I couldn’t feel Drew’s soft lips.” She saw that his eyes were beginning to tear up but he wouldn’t let them fall.
“Ok, let’s just get started. Put your hand on the pointer.” Liza said as she did the same. “Now, in order for this to work properly you have to barely touch it. Don’t try to move it yourself, just let the spirits guide.”
Liza realized that what she was saying was ridiculous considering there was already a spirit on the board.
“I’m not exactly sure how to get this going.” She said as she closed her eyes. “Is anyone there?” They waited but the