Two estranged sisters must use their paranormal gifts to prove themselves innocent when a college student goes missing.
Having escaped her dysfunctional past, Jess has been quietly enjoying her normal college experience. But all that changed the ni...
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'Here.' Ash passed the Deputy his third steaming mug of coffee.
They'd moved to her RV, after reassuring Tabitha that Ash would deal with the mess in her conservatory in the morning.
Ash rolled a cigarette between her fingers, staring at it as if it was the most interesting thing in the RV.
'Are you going to light that thing?' The Deputy inclined his head to the cigarette.
'Nope. I don't smoke.'
'Then why do you have it?'
Ash's fingers paused. 'It's a promise I made to myself,' she said finally.
'You don't have to talk about it,' he said, sensing her reluctance.
'It's not something that I'm proud of,' she admitted. She chewed on her lip as she tried to figure out what else to say.
'I went through a rough patch when I got my gift,' she started. 'I did a lot of things to try to block out the visions.'
'Smoking? Drink?'
'All of the above. And some of it wasn't exactly legal.'
'What happened?'
This was the part that she hated. The reason that she kept the cigarette to hand. A reminder of how far she could slip if she let herself, and the damage it could do to others.
'I was like Jesse. My gift started to make itself known before my 21st birthday. But I knew what was happening. I'd been dreading it. For a while Nana stayed to help me manage, but we needed her winnings to survive. I thought I could handle it,' Ash scoffed, feeling disgusted with herself.
'I'd been having visions for about six months and one day it got too much. I came home from a night shift, got Jesse's lunch ready for school, and after she left, I got high. Anything to drown out the constant waves of emotions and intense visions.' She paused to watch Jess asleep on her bed, but she didn't see the woman she was, but rather the teenager she had been. The one that she had failed so miserably.
'I didn't notice the time passing until Jesse was at the door, her clothes soaking wet. She walked three miles home from school because I hadn't been there to pick her up. I told her I'd overslept. And even when she caught the flu and was bed bound, she didn't blame me. Not once.'
'But you did,' the Deputy stated.
'How could I not? She got sick because of me. It was my fault. I couldn't deal with my gift, and Jesse paid the price. And look at what happened tonight. I promised I would take care of her and I'm doing such a bang-up job.'
'How was tonight your fault?'
Ash jumped at the sound of Jess' voice. She looked up into her sister's sleepy eyes, feeling a mixture of relief and trepidation.
