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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Jess held still as Babet fastened the necklace. It fell just over her heart and was cool against her skin, sending shivers through her.
She turned so Babet could admire her handy work.
'That's the strongest charm I've got. Should keep your gift in control until you're able to control it yourself.'
Jess looked away. 'And how exactly am I supposed to do that?'
'Practice as safely as you can. Build up your knowledge. Your sister always said your family's gift was specific to the individual person. Maybe finding out what it means to you will help you learn to control it.' Babet hesitated before saying what was really on her mind. 'And talk to your sister, Jess. If there's one person in this world who can understand what you're going through, it's her.'
Jess didn't have time to respond as Babet rose, stretched out her spine and switched off the overhead lights.
'Let's get ready for dinner,' she announced, leading a silent Jess outside, and securing the lock on the barn.
As they stepped into the house, Jess felt overwhelmed by its homeliness. It wasn't orderly like the barn, but rather a chaotic mess of children's toys, laundry, and machine parts. Half the dining room table was devoted to a crusty looking engine that appeared to be in the process of being cleaned.
'Jess, this is my sister Iz.' Babet turned the wheelchair around for Iz's vacant gaze to see Jess. 'Iz, this is Jess. Ash's baby sister.'
The woman's gaze became less unfocused as she heard Ash's name. Though her head lolled and her mouth gaped, there was something in her eyes that negated her broken appearance. A light or spark that showed she knew what was going on.
'It's nice to meet you Iz.'
The woman made no noise, but two fingers on her right hand rose as if in greeting before her attention returned to her young niece and nephews.
'Ash is upstairs. We've put you in the guest bedroom. She said you wouldn't mind sharing,' Jeremy said.
'You probably want to go get cleaned up.' Babet pointed to Jess' smudged fingers. 'And so do I. So you better hope your sister hasn't used all the hot water,' she grumbled under her breath.
'The gumbo won't be ready for another hour so y'all got time,' Jeremy said.
'Good, that gives you time to take that monstrosity off my dining room table so we can eat like civilised people,' threatened Babet.
'Babes-'
'Don't babes me. You were supposed to move it to your garage last week.'
'But it's so cold in there. Do you really want an icicle for a husband?' He left the stove to pull Babet into his arms. 'Wouldn't you miss these warm lips?' He placed multiple kisses over his wife's face, making his kids giggle.
