Chapter Thirty Seven

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Thinking

"Signing"

Telepathy

Writing

Later that night as we are all in the living room just talking, I notice Fitz is acting strange. Like he isn't fully with us. So like any normal person, I go over and push him off the couch.

This of course gets both Biana and Keefe to bust up laughing. So I count that as a win. But instead of yelling at me or even looking somewhat upset with me, he just looks really confused?

What is he on?

"Hey what's up man? Is something wrong?" Blondy asked, coming over to help Ritz off the floor.

"I.. I don't know?"

"What do you mean? What's wrong?" Biana asks, also coming over to us.

"I keep hearing her voice.. But that's impossible.. Right?" He asked, barely over a whisper.

"Who's voice?" Blondy now looks really lost.

"...Sophie's.. But that's not possible.. She's gone.."

Wait.. What? How could he be hearing her voice when sh–... Unless she's not really gone at all.. What type of voodoo crap is this!?

Walking over to my spot on the couch, I grab my notebook. And walk back over to the group on the floor. As I'm writing it all down, they are still trying to get Ritz to explain what she's saying to him. Finally finishing writing, I go and tap the closest shoulder to me, which just so happens to be Biana's.

It would be impossible under normal circumstances, yes. However this is Sophie we are talking about. When has she ever been normal? Never. So if you're hearing her voice in your head that most likely means their not dead. Is she giving you a location? Or just trying to reach someone?

"So she could be alive? Umm, no, not really a location more of a description of a tree?"

What is she saying about the tree? How is she describing it?

"She's saying it looks like all four seasons? Is that even possible?" Shaking his head. "That doesn't matter, she keeps saying that she doesn't know how much longer they have?"

Please tell me, one of you knows what he is talking about?

I show my notebook to the other two who have been really quiet.

"I might know what she's talking about.. But we're going to need a leaving crystal." Blondy said, looking determined.

I run back over to my stuff and grab mine before running back over to the others. I hand it over to Blondy with an equally determined face.

"Perfect! Ok hold on!"

That's all he had to say for us all to grab on to his arms and be whisked away. When I opened my eyes again I saw the tree Ritz was talking about. But what really got my attention was the two small forms lying just under it.

I couldn't believe my eyes. After two weeks of nothing, and three days since they called off the search, they are just a few feet away from me. They are the two people that I've been mourning.

Sophie Elizabeth Foster and Dexter Alvin Dizznee. Home at last.

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