Escaped the Night by Jennifer Blyth Page A

whol e encounter seemed so strange , those boards wer e supposed to contact the dead, not the walk ing dead. Now they were intruding into my dreams . After everything I found out yesterday , w as it possible they were real too?
     
    I was going to have a million question s for Jayce when I saw him . I thought about it and realized he probably already knew my questions; it was just a matter o f him passing along the answers .
     
    ‘ Good morning , beautiful . ’ His voice entered my head.
     
    I loved the sound of his voice. It was the perfect pitch of deepness. It sounded how every man ’ s voice should — p rofound and strong , yet somehow sweet and sensitive.
     
    It wasn’t fair , knowing he knew everything I thought. Why couldn’t I do the same with him? Was he able to see me too? I lifted the blankets and looked down. Perfect! I rolled my eyes. I ’d worn miss-matched pajamas to bed .
     
    “Argh , ” I said alou d , pulling the blanket up over my head. I fe lt ugly and embarrassed . To top it off, Jayce was listening and possibly s eeing everything I was doing. This could be come a really bad thing and w e needed to set some boundaries. Quickly!
     
    ‘ Did anyone ever tell you, you look really cute when you ’re frustrated?’ ’
     
    ‘ Geez, Jayce. ’ I blushed. ‘Can you see me?’
     
    ‘ Only if I focus all of my attention, I get glimpses, you know, small scenes. I can’t watch every move you mak e, so there’s no need to worry.’
     
    This had already spun into a full time relationship between us. W e were linked together in so many way s and this felt more intimate than I was used t o. I ’d never really ha d any serious boyfriends . My longe st so-called relationshi p lasted a total of three months. This was already more serious then that had ever been. I took a moment to think about everything. One m ajor question popped in to my head and I couldn’t ignore it. Was I ready for all this?
     
    ‘ A ll we can do is take this one day at a time . I promise I’ll behave myself and give space whenever need ed . Right now though , it’s time for you to get ready. I can’t wait to see you .’ ’
     
    ‘ Okay, okay I’m up ! ’ Truth was, I couldn’t wait to see him either.
     
    I got up with a big stretch , went over to my dresser , grabbed my hairbrush and ran it t hrough the tangled mess. I left my room and found U ncle Dane and Auntie Steph already up and at ‘em.
     
    They sat together a t the breakfast bar , sipping on morning coffee while eating fruit and toast. They smiled happily back and forth as they exchanged conversation and enjoyed their breakfast .
     
    I admired the cute couple before announcing myself . I was amused how they shared the sam e contemporary style, yet managing to keep it modern. They had the s ame shade of brown hair; h is short and hers shoulder length. Both had bright blue e yes. He was a few inches taller , but over all , they were very similar. I knew the saying , ‘ the longer you are with someone , the more you will start to resemble them . ’ This was completely true in their case. I sneezed , announcing my location .
     
    Uncle Dane looked up at me and raised his cup of coffee while Auntie Steph said good morning.
     
    “Good mornin g , ” I walked over and gave them each a kiss on the cheek. Then I headed directly over to the coffee pot and filled up the cup waiting for me on the counter. I fixed a piece of toast and grabbed some fruit out of the refrigerator.
     
    Breaking off a piece of her toast, Auntie Steph said, “I’m meeting a friend for a fun-filled day of shopping. Then , we may head out for lunch and possibly even take in a movie , should t ime permit . Shanntal, you’ re more than w elcome to come along.”
     
    “Oh sure,” Uncle Dane said, “ just leave me home alone to watch the game !”
     
    Auntie Steph and I la ughed since we both knew that was exactly what he wanted to do.
     
    I blew on my coffee before saying,