A Curious Tale Of The In-Between - Plot & Excerpts
The flowers in the wallpaper were rustling on a breeze. “Felix?” she said. One of the flowers spiraled away from the wall and landed on her shoulder. By the time she reached for it, it was gone. How strange, she thought. Felix was the only one who did such things, and she could swear she felt him nearby, but she couldn’t see him. She crawled under the bed to be certain he wasn’t playing a hiding game. “Felix?” She opened her window and called out into the cool morning air, “Felix? I don’t like this game.” The door opened, but it wasn’t Felix. “Close the window,” Aunt Nan said. “You’ll catch cold.” Pram did as she was told, and her worried frown was reflected in the glass. “Who were you talking to just now?” Aunt Nan asked. “No one,” she said, distressed to know this was the truth. She watched the tree from her window but saw no trace of her best friend. “I thought we might have a talk, then, you and me,” Aunt Nan said, sitting on Pram’s bed. Pram pulled the chair away from her desk and sat.
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