Ghost Whisperer

Chapter 3

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Chapter 3

            When I walked into the house my Dad was sitting at the kitchen table, his phone in his hand.

            “What happened?” he asked. “Kristie called and said she couldn’t find you at the party.” Tears filled my eyes again. Dad got up and wrapped me in his strong arms.

            “Travis cheated on me,” I said. That’s the thing with my Dad. He and I are really close and there was nothing that I wouldn’t tell him. Dad didn’t say anything though, he just held me. When we were done hugging I went straight to bed.  

            I moped around the house and barely smiled for a week. I ate enough Häagen-Dazs to last me a life time. Kristie took me out every day whether it was the mall, the movies, anywhere to help me forget about Travis. But it wasn’t just Travis that was making me so miserable. Bloody Mary wouldn’t stop showing up, but recently it’s always been near a tree. Don’t get me wrong her presence still scared me, and I was really wondering if it wasn’t just because I was crazy that I kept seeing her. That maybe there was more to just me hallucinating.

            My dad had noticed my moping because one day he did something I never thought he would do.

            “Can we please talk?” Dad had asked one day at dinner. I bit into my hot dog and nodded.

            “I’m just going to be out about this,” he said. I raised my eyebrows.

            “I think you need a change of scenery. I’ve noticed you moping around the house and I think you’d be happier if…” he trailed off. I swallowed the hot dog but it felt like glue.

            “Just spit it out, Dad!” I cried.

            “If you moved,” he finished. I noticed how he kept saying ‘you’ and not ‘we’. Did he mean…?

            “What about your job? You can’t just leave it and I have friends here, Dad. I won’t leave Kristie,” I said but I knew that’s not what he meant. And he confirmed it with his next words.

            “Ella, I mean just you. I looked at apartments in Toronto and-“

            “Toronto?” I exclaimed. That was an hour away from here.

            “Ella, it would be better for you-“but I didn’t let him finish. I got up leaving my hot dog and walked outside. I wasn’t quite sure where I was going but I didn’t care. How could he think that moving to Toronto by myself would help? I couldn’t believe he didn’t want me anymore. Sending me away instead of helping me hurt. Especially since I thought we were way closer than that. The conversation I just had with my Dad made me realize that he’s been acting different for a few weeks now. But I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. He’s been obviously more distant, but why? I thought we had always had an open relationship, so how was this any different?

            I walked around for an hour not really having a specific destination. It was a little cool outside and the full moon shone brightly. I thought of Bloody Mary and decided it was time to think of something to do about her. Ignoring wasn’t working because she showed up anyway. The fact that it was always near a tree, though was weird.

            As if on cue, Bloody Mary materialized in front of me. I studied her more closely. Underneath all of the blood she was really pretty. She had bright blue eyes and wavy blond hair. She noticed me studying and cocked her head to the side. She lifted up her hand and motioned for me to follow her. That’s when I noticed I wasn’t scared of her anymore. She had shown up so much that I guess I just got used to her.