The Ghost of a Soul

Can't Handle the Truth

Well, like I said, I could never accept life as it is! I want to talk to Kim, but when I looked into her eyes, I knew what she wants to talk about couldn't be happy or help me in anyway. Can I just take a minute to say that I almost sense a bad sign and I feel it in this very house and....

"Emily, we need to talk." Rachel says as she walks into the process of my thoughts.

"Is it good? Honestly, I don't know how I will handle anymore bad stuff." I say.

"I can't really say it's good but it's not bad, just, scary..." Rachel says as she puts her head down and looks at her hands.

I frown in confusion. "What's going on?"

"Some thing isn't right. I overheard Kim on the phone with Zeke and it didn't sound like a husband wife, normal conversation...." Rachel says as the tension in her body increases.

I lay back and sigh. A nice long deep sigh. I rub my forehead with the bottom of my palms and close my eyes tightly.

I feel tears come to my eyes at the thought of...... well, life.

Everything is happening way to fast and I don't know what to do!

I wish everything would just slow down, stop.

I get up and change into some sweats and a tank top.

"Where are you going?" Rachel asks.

"I don't know. Somewhere that I might feel comfortable."

I wander around the house until I just give up and just sit on the living room couch. The same spot I was in when I got back from the hospital. And I felt the same too, in shock, with nothing to say. Only this time, I had a few extra thoughts in the back of my head. I looked around and my eye caught a picture that was on the coffee table under the lamps spotlight. I reach over, my arm barely long enough to reach and take it into my hands. It's a picture of Aunt Kim and my Mom. I just don't get it! Mom always told Rachel and I that she loved us every morning and night. Dad on the other hand, only said it three times scince I was born. Only it was only to Mom. Every time dad even talked to Rachel and I, he had a look of disgust. Him and Mom argued often. Maybe this is what this is about. It's all Dads fault! Although I have no evidence, I have no doubt it's him. I love my mom and she loves me! I cant let anyone tell me different. Mom couldn't even look me in the eye getting off the plane to say bye! Dad looked like the happiest person who ever lived! I think thats all the evidence I need.

Rachel found me at the perfect time. She saw the picture in my hand and she put her hand over her mouth and turned away. She was crying. I have to say, Rachel is so strong. She puts on this brave and strong personality and never takes it off. Its rare to see this side of her and when you do see it, you know she's had enough. Her and Mom where close. Probably why she's crying. The picture, mom, her beautiful smile. I miss her.

Uncle Zeke walked through the door and someone followed him.

"Hey girls! I have a surprise for you......"