her to protect the other girl,
and then I shoved Tonya back to keep her from hitting on that girl. I also let
Tonya know why I was doing it.”
Eve face morphed from anger to disbelief. "Tess, why
were you doing it?"
I had to think about that question. Should I tell them
about the dream I had? I don't think so. They'd believe that I was crazy
because it wouldn't make any sense to them. In fact, right now, I believe that
I may in fact be crazy. That's the second dream I've had in recent days that
has predicted a future event. Why am I having these dreams? They’re scary but
I can't avoid them. They just happen. I finally turned to Eve and replied,
"I had a concern that Tonya was going to hurt the other girl. I couldn't
just let it happen.” Eve didn’t look too convinced.
I turned to Rainy. “By the way, who is that girl?"
"Her name is Mercy Reed,” stated Rainy.
I asked, “Rainy, why do you think Tonya would pick on her?"
Rainy paused before answering. "Mercy is different. She's
always been one to keep to herself, and from what I've seen, Mercy is not one
to kowtow to Tonya and her group. I wouldn't be surprised if Mercy stood up to
Tonya in some situation, so Tonya had it out for her. I've heard rumors to
that affect anyway. Most kids here just don't want to stick their neck out
when it comes to Tonya. She's the kind of person that can make your life
miserable. Mercy seems like she's pretty independent. She doesn't care what
others think."
"Has Mercy lived here for a long time?" I asked.
“Mercy’s only lived here for around six months. She sat
next to me in sociology class last spring, so I got to know her a little. I
liked her because she spoke her own mind in class. She’s definitely not the
kiss-up to the teacher type. I don’t think she’s ever globbed onto any crowd
of kids, so I don’t know what she’s into,” Rainy answered thoughtfully.
“Mercy sounds OK to me. I’d like to meet her sometime,” I
responded while inwardly smiling. I glimpsed at Eve out of the corner of my
eye. She’s always trying to be my mother.
Eve turned to me and glared. "Tessie, please be
careful who you make friends with. Mercy sounds a little strange. You're
making me nervous right now."
“OK, Evie dear, I’ll check with you before I make friends
with anyone. Does that meet with your approval?” I looked at her amused.
“Humph,” responded Eve, aiming her best look of mother
disapproval at me.
I smiled sweetly at her.
11. Miss Cassie
Fortunately, our first day of school had been on a Friday. That
gave us the whole weekend to recover from the trauma of that first day. My
cousins decided to go to the high school football game on Saturday. Rainy
invited all of us, but I think she really wanted to hang out with my cousins. That's
OK; she's more their age. I'm glad they're making friends so fast. Rainy
seems pretty cool. She has a striking clear orange/red aura. I sense great
warmth, passion and enthusiasm from her. She will be a nice new friend for us.
I’m not ready for the social scene at a football game right
now. In fact, I need a mental break from anything that requires energy on my
part. I reviewed what happened to me in the past six weeks: Frank’s death, the
move across country, the train accident, the auric sight, the dreaming about
future events and the fight at the new school. What I’m wondering is, how am I
still sane?
I need some time to myself, so I figured that today would be
the perfect time to check out Woodley. Grandma said I could use Grandpa’s Myron’s
old bike if I gave it a tune-up. That’s fine. I know all about tune-ups after
working on cars with Frank. I pumped up the tires, oiled the chain, checked
the brakes and adjusted the seat. Grandma suggested that I ride to the center
of town where there’s several pre-1700 homes and an historic church. I knew it
sounded strange
and then I shoved Tonya back to keep her from hitting on that girl. I also let
Tonya know why I was doing it.”
Eve face morphed from anger to disbelief. "Tess, why
were you doing it?"
I had to think about that question. Should I tell them
about the dream I had? I don't think so. They'd believe that I was crazy
because it wouldn't make any sense to them. In fact, right now, I believe that
I may in fact be crazy. That's the second dream I've had in recent days that
has predicted a future event. Why am I having these dreams? They’re scary but
I can't avoid them. They just happen. I finally turned to Eve and replied,
"I had a concern that Tonya was going to hurt the other girl. I couldn't
just let it happen.” Eve didn’t look too convinced.
I turned to Rainy. “By the way, who is that girl?"
"Her name is Mercy Reed,” stated Rainy.
I asked, “Rainy, why do you think Tonya would pick on her?"
Rainy paused before answering. "Mercy is different. She's
always been one to keep to herself, and from what I've seen, Mercy is not one
to kowtow to Tonya and her group. I wouldn't be surprised if Mercy stood up to
Tonya in some situation, so Tonya had it out for her. I've heard rumors to
that affect anyway. Most kids here just don't want to stick their neck out
when it comes to Tonya. She's the kind of person that can make your life
miserable. Mercy seems like she's pretty independent. She doesn't care what
others think."
"Has Mercy lived here for a long time?" I asked.
“Mercy’s only lived here for around six months. She sat
next to me in sociology class last spring, so I got to know her a little. I
liked her because she spoke her own mind in class. She’s definitely not the
kiss-up to the teacher type. I don’t think she’s ever globbed onto any crowd
of kids, so I don’t know what she’s into,” Rainy answered thoughtfully.
“Mercy sounds OK to me. I’d like to meet her sometime,” I
responded while inwardly smiling. I glimpsed at Eve out of the corner of my
eye. She’s always trying to be my mother.
Eve turned to me and glared. "Tessie, please be
careful who you make friends with. Mercy sounds a little strange. You're
making me nervous right now."
“OK, Evie dear, I’ll check with you before I make friends
with anyone. Does that meet with your approval?” I looked at her amused.
“Humph,” responded Eve, aiming her best look of mother
disapproval at me.
I smiled sweetly at her.
11. Miss Cassie
Fortunately, our first day of school had been on a Friday. That
gave us the whole weekend to recover from the trauma of that first day. My
cousins decided to go to the high school football game on Saturday. Rainy
invited all of us, but I think she really wanted to hang out with my cousins. That's
OK; she's more their age. I'm glad they're making friends so fast. Rainy
seems pretty cool. She has a striking clear orange/red aura. I sense great
warmth, passion and enthusiasm from her. She will be a nice new friend for us.
I’m not ready for the social scene at a football game right
now. In fact, I need a mental break from anything that requires energy on my
part. I reviewed what happened to me in the past six weeks: Frank’s death, the
move across country, the train accident, the auric sight, the dreaming about
future events and the fight at the new school. What I’m wondering is, how am I
still sane?
I need some time to myself, so I figured that today would be
the perfect time to check out Woodley. Grandma said I could use Grandpa’s Myron’s
old bike if I gave it a tune-up. That’s fine. I know all about tune-ups after
working on cars with Frank. I pumped up the tires, oiled the chain, checked
the brakes and adjusted the seat. Grandma suggested that I ride to the center
of town where there’s several pre-1700 homes and an historic church. I knew it
sounded strange
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