Edge of Shadows (Shadows #1) (22 page)

Ellie finally focused on him. “Thanks, Kevin. That would be nice.” She couldn’t even think straight. She just kept thinking about Jake’s premonition of his death.

After delivering the horrifying details of Jake’s accident, David had taken charge. He referred Jenny to a doctor, just to make sure that the shock of hearing that her fiancé was dead wasn’t sending any kind of shock into her system that would affect her pregnancy. Then he had called Kevin at the shop and asked him to come and get Ellie.

“She shouldn’t be left alone,” she had heard him tell Kevin as they were getting into the car.

She knew that Kevin had no idea what to say or what to do, but she appreciated his presence. A large part of her wanted to shut herself away in a room somewhere and not come out until she could make some sense of it all.

“Jeffrey,” she heard Kevin call out. “Finish what you’re doing and then that’s it. We’re closing for the rest of the day.”

“Good idea,” was the soft reply.

Ellie watched as the two men quickly ushered the remaining customers out of the store and Kevin turned off the glowing “Open” sign in the window. Jeffrey cleaned the machines and did the dishes as Kevin counted out the register and got the deposit ready.

When Kevin returned to the table, deposit bag under his arm, she looked up him. “I don’t understand why this happened, Kevin,” she said.

“It was an accident, Ellie. Accidents happen,” he said.

“He was wide awake when he left. It doesn’t seem right that he fell asleep at the wheel right afterwards. He had just had a cup of coffee too.” Ellie knew she was repeating herself.

“From what he was telling you, he hadn’t been sleeping very well, right?” Kevin asked.

“Yes.”

“Maybe after talking to you, he felt some peace. Then he got sleepy, and it just happened. It’s not your fault, Ellie.” Kevin had cut to the quick of the issue.

“Then why do I still feel somehow responsible?” she asked. “He hadn’t been sleeping because he was having horrible dreams about ME dying. Even Jenny said it was my fault.”

“Those were the words of pregnant woman in distress. Of course she would try to blame someone,” he answered.

But Kevin hadn’t seen the look in Jenny’s eyes when they wheeled her away weeping in a wheelchair. Her eyes had locked on Ellie, and she said those words again as she pointed at Ellie. “It’s your fault he’s dead. Your fault.” Then she had collapsed into tears again.

David had said the same thing as Kevin, but that didn’t erase the fearful dread at those words. Jake had come to her because he had been having terrifying nightmares about her and because the shadows that had haunted him his whole life had returned. Then in his dream last night he had dreamed he was going to die because of her. She was the reason that he had been in the position that led to his death.

“Do you believe in premonition?” she asked Kevin.

“Oh no, we aren’t going there,” Kevin said, shaking his head. “It was an accident, Ellie. It was a terrible coincidence. No matter what Jake believed, there isn’t anything supernatural here. Come on, let’s get you home.” He took her shoulders and pulled her out of the chair.

“I know just what you need,” he said.

Ellie put herself in Kevin’s hands, hoping for the pain in her soul to end.

At Ellie’s insistence, she and Kevin sat in Linda’s library an hour later. They had collected Skipper and several bottles of wine from Ellie’s apartment. The wine had been at Kevin’s insistence. Although he suggested that it would be better if they stayed at her apartment, Ellie thought that staying at Linda’s would be a better option. There was a part of her that felt at ease in the old house, and it offered her more comfort than the thought of her tiny apartment.

Kevin had started a fire in the fireplace and as the sky darkened into twilight Ellie was silent, staring into the fire’s flames.

“What are you thinking, Ellie?” Kevin asked.

“It’s not that I loved him romantically anymore. But it was a really nice feeling to not feel like I hated him anymore either,” she said after a pause.

“That’s understandable.” Kevin walked over to her and refilled her wine glass. She hadn’t even noticed that she had drunk the first glass.

“Do you really think that getting drunk right now is the best answer?” she said.

“I can’t think of a better time to get absolutely shit-faced,” Kevin replied. He raised his glass. “It’s better to do it in the company of those that love you.”

Ellie felt the sadness of the moment rest on her chest, but the tears no longer came. She didn’t know if that was because she had no more to give to Jake’s memory, or because she had exhausted her daily quota of tears somehow.

She raised her glass as well. “To Jake.”

Kevin nodded, and then they both drank deeply. Ellie’s cell phone was sitting on the end table next to her, and it started to chirp. She looked at it, but saw only that it was a call from a private number.

“Hello,” she said.

“Ellie?” David’s voice was husky and filled with concern. “How are you?”

“I’m doing okay, David,” she replied.

“Where are you?” he asked.

“Over at Linda’s. With Kevin,” she said.

“I’m glad he’s with you. Do you want me to come over in a bit? I think I can swing a few hours away,” he said.

“Sure. That’s fine. I’ll be here.” She didn’t know what she would have done without him that afternoon.

“Okay then, I’ll see you in a while,” David said before hanging up.

At Kevin’s questioning glance, she relayed the short conversation.

“You know what I think?” Kevin asked.

“What?” Ellie was too exhausted to think.

“I think we should get into some comfy clothes, have some more wine, and play some cards or something like that. Let’s do something that will take your mind off of this for a while. Linda doesn’t have a television, does she?”

“No, I did notice that,” Ellie said, a slight frown crossing her face. “Seems odd.”

“I think we have determined that Linda was odd,” Kevin said.

Ellie forced a slight smile onto her face. “Okay, Kevin. Let’s do it.”

“Slumber party!” he said with a delighted grin on his face.

As Ellie and Kevin started up the staircase toward Ellie’s new room, she told Kevin about her discovery in the master bedroom. Kevin was delighted by her description of the old-fashioned clothes and insisted on seeing them for himself. They reached the top of the stairs and Ellie pushed open the doors. She was surprised to see the light was on and the curtains were closed again.

“That is odd,” she commented. “That light didn’t work this afternoon and I know I opened those curtains.”

“Are you sure you jiggled the switch right?” Kevin asked. “These old houses can be temperamental.”

“I’m sure, Kevin,” she said. “The only thing I can think of is that Linda and Randall are having someone else coming in and cleaning the house, which I guess makes sense. I feel like my life has turned upside down in these last four days.”

Kevin squeezed her arm. “Come on, let’s check out that closet.”

The two of them crossed the room and Ellie pulled open the closet door.

“How fabulous,” Kevin breathed. “Tweed and polyester.” He pulled out jacket after jacket from the rack. “Hey, look at that.”

He pointed at a full-length mirror in the corner. He grinned at Ellie and whipped one of the jackets off its hanger, pulled it on, and started admiring himself in the mirror.

“Kevin,” Ellie shooshed. “That isn’t yours. You shouldn’t be doing that.”

“Oh, Ellie. You are such a goody two-shoes. You gotta have a little fun every now and then. What’s it hurting? I’ll put it right back where I found it in just a minute,” Kevin said.

He ignored her continued requests until finally she just gave up. She stood with her arms crossed, leaning in the doorway as Kevin tried on jacket after jacket. She rolled her eyes when Kevin found the derby hats and started accessorizing his jackets.

He turned and struck a pose for her. “Doesn’t this look like fun, Ellie?”

She smiled despite herself. Kevin’s silliness was addicting, and after the day she had, a bit of silliness didn’t seem like such a bad idea.

“All right,” she said. Then she dove into the closet like a kid, with Kevin clapping in the background.

Soon they had both modeled a dozen different outfits, pulling on pants and skirts over their existing clothing. Ellie found kid gloves in a drawer next to the women’s clothes, and then a lace parasol standing behind the mirror.

She twirled the parasol over her shoulder, her ruffled lace shirt and long skirt complete with the kid gloves that were edged with lace and a pillbox hat on her head.

She smiled smugly at Kevin. “I would have fit right in during that time. This is just like my favorite dream.”

“Why yes, ma’am,” he said, leaning over and giving her a bow. Then he took one of her hands and kissed the top of it.

“My, my, sir. I do declare,” she said in her best Scarlett O’Hara accent. Kevin giggled in delight. He knelt and dug further into the closet. Ellie could only figure that he was looking for shoes. She continued to twirl her parasol and admire herself in the mirror.

“These would be great for Halloween costumes. We should ask Linda if we can borrow some of them next year,” she said. She heard Kevin’s muffled response but couldn’t understand it. “Kevin, what are you doing back there?”

The only thing she could see of Kevin was his butt up in the air underneath all of the hanging jackets and suits. He slowly crawled out, dragging a box behind him.

“Hey, Ellie. Check this out,” he said.

Ellie went over and knelt beside him. “What is all this stuff?” she said.

“Looks like a lot of the kind of stuff you’d find if you were doing séances,” Kevin said. He pulled a long velvet tablecloth from the box, which was covering a medium-size clear ball sitting on a base of four ornate legs.

They exchanged a puzzled look.

“A crystal ball?” Ellie said.

“Looks like it,” Kevin said. He pulled a deck of cards from the box. They were larger than the standard playing card size, and as Kevin turned them over to show the pictures, Ellie saw that they were tarot cards. A hat also sat in the box, one that would fit tightly to the head and had costume jewels hanging down in front. The final object that Kevin pulled from the box was a Ouija board.

“I haven’t played with one of these since I was a kid,” Kevin exclaimed.

“I don’t like those things,” Ellie said, backing away. They reminded her too much of the things that Jake had talked about. “Put it all back, Kevin. I think it’s time we put all this stuff away and go back downstairs.”

“Aren’t you even the least bit curious, Ellie?” Kevin asked.

“Curious about what?” she said.

“What it’s like on the other side. Haven’t you ever thought about that?”

“You don’t even know that there is an ‘other” side,’” Ellie retorted. “For all anyone knows, when you’re dead, that’s it. You’re gone. Game over.”

“Don’t you want to believe that people go to heaven?” Kevin asked.

“Are you asking me if I think Jake went to heaven?” Ellie said. “I don’t believe in any of that kind of stuff, Kevin. I also don’t think that it’s very cool of you to be bringing up any of this ‘life after death’ talk right now either. The timing is pretty inappropriate.”

She stood up and started pulling off the clothes that she wore. Kevin sat in silence for a few moments, watching her re-hang the clothes that she had pulled off the rack.

“I’m sorry, Ellie. I wasn’t trying to offend you, really.” His voice was apologetic. “I’ve lost people close to me too. I’d like to think that everyone gets a second chance at something better, no matter what they did in their life here. That idea also helps me not be scared of what would happen if something happened to me.”

Ellie paused in her work and sighed. “I think that’s everyone’s reasoning, Kevin. I’m just a bit more cynical than most, especially when people around me keep dying. Look, why don’t you finish putting your stuff away and meet me downstairs. I’ll go change into something more comfortable and grab another bottle of wine.”

“Okay.” Kevin’s voice was quiet, but agreeable.

Ellie left him in the closet and walked quickly into her room. She shut the door behind her and leaned back against it, breathing deeply. She had lied, and she knew it. Although she still considered herself a skeptic, part of her did wish and hope for a better place for herself and her loved ones. She hoped that her parents were there.

Ellie had just gotten changed into sweatpants, a big sweatshirt, and ribbed socks when she heard the doorbell. She had forgotten that David was coming over. As she entered the hallway she looked into the master bedroom. She saw Kevin’s figure still sorting through all of the clothes that he had tried on. He poked his head out of the closet.

“David?” he questioned.

“I don’t know who else it would be. I’ll meet you downstairs,” she said.

Kevin waved and kept on working. Ellie took the stairs quickly and crossed the front foyer. Skipper already waited at the door. She picked him up and pulled open the door. David was there, with a smile and a bottle of wine.