Charmed To Death: An Ophelia And Abby Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
Before I went to bed, I once again checked all the doors and windows. And to be safe, I left the front porch light on to discourage unwanted visitors.Once in bed, thoughts of my argument weighed heavily on my heart. If it weren't so late, I'd call and apologize. But now it would have to wait until morning. My last thought before sleep claimed me: Please, no dreams tonight.I didn't get my request.Once again I stood on Abby's front porch, watching Grandpa and Henry Comacho swing back and forth on the swing. This time I saw Comacho's aura. It glowed in swirls of red, orange, green, and indigo, like Abby had described it. But Grandpa's aura shone with pure white light, the color of cosmic energy. The color made sense. Grandpa had crossed over and his aura reflected his spirit.Their heads were bent close together, and this time, Comacho was doing all the talking while Grandpa listened closely to what Comacho was saying. Was he telling my grandfather what a pain in the butt his granddaughter was?I knew the dream would shift and I waited patiently for the next scene to unfold.When the scene changed, I found myself on a dark street.
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