Addison sat at the kitchen table, holding Amara Jane in her arms. Caught up in the thoughts swirling around her brain, she replayed the previous night’s events inside her head.
Luke entered the room, looked at Addison, and then at the locket sitting on the table.
He raised a brow. “Where’d you get that?”
“It was in the box Lia brought over yesterday,” Addison said.
“You’re looking at it like it’s a hot potato.”
“In a way, it is, but I’ve touched it already.”
“And did something happen?”
“It took me for an unexpected ride.”
Luke pulled out a chair and sat down, and Addison detailed the experience she’d had with Libby. When she finished, he picked up the locket and held it out in front of him.
“Well, it doesn’t seem to be glowing now,” he said. “Not unless you see something I don’t.”
Addison shook her head. “It already showed me what I was meant to see. I think it had a picture or two inside of it at one time, but there’s nothing in it now. I’ve been sitting here thinking about how it went from being around Libby’s neck, to the mysterious man’s pocket, and then inside the car on the day of the crash.”
“What are you going to do?” Luke asked.
Addison shrugged. “Try to figure out the identity of the man and woman I saw last night, I guess. When I first met Sara, I thought I’d help her move on and that was it, but nothing is easy when it comes to spirits, is it? Sara isn’t the only one relying on me to uncover the truth. There are others caught up in all of this too.”
“Speaking of others ... what if there are others out there with similar abilities to yours? If there were, you could work together.”
She had questioned the possibility many times.
“I asked my grandmother once, and she told me she’d never come across anyone else who was gifted like we are. I feel like there has to be more of us, but even if there are, I’m not sure how to find them.”