Chapter 2: The other side of the world

Melinda drove her car home, stopped the car and moved out of it. She walked to the front door and opened it.

"Jim, are you at home?" she shouted in her house.

No one answered Melinda.

"Jim?" she asked again.

Melinda walked upstairs, listened to the shower who was seeping.

"Jim, are you take a shower now?" Melinda said.

She walked to the bathroom, looked inside and was permanently caught through someone. Melinda started to scream.

"Babe, calm down. It's me." Her husband said.

"Jim, you let me be scared." Melinda looked scared in her eyes.

"It's all right," Jim said.

They walked down stairs to the living room, going to sit down in the chairs and said nothing to each other.

"Jim?" Melinda asked her husband. "I have to tell you something."

"Are you all right?" Jim looked scared in his eyes to his wife, gave her a kiss and sat down next to her.

"I'm fine, but..." She stopped her sentence.

"But what?" Jim asked and came dense at her.

"But I saw a ghost in front of the shop. He was very pale and he makes me feel scared. I had compassion with him. He looked so sad in my eyes." Melinda looked a bit afraid in her eyes.

"What did he said to you?"

"'I know you can see me' an the second time I saw him he said 'I stick to my own view.'" Melinda looked back to Jim. "How could I find him, do you know something how I could find the ghost boy?"

"Maybe you can find him on the internet?" Jim looked apparently to his wife. She was really confused, he thought.

"I don't know," Melinda said, "and what does he mean by 'I stick to my own view?'"

Melinda was standing up and was walking to the kitchen. Jim did it too and walked to the fridge.

"I don't know," Jim answered. "Maybe something with his unfinished business. Why would he be differently still here?"

"I really don't know."

Melinda took something out of the fridge and went back to the living. Jim followed her again.

"Maybe your plan isn't so bad as I thought." Melinda looked to Jim, who was sitting down in one of the chairs.

Melinda walked to her laptop, took it from the table and sat down in the other chair next to Jim.

"I've found something, but it isn't much." Melinda said. "The boy was 10 years old when he died. He died in Russia, that's in Europe, but he came from The united states."

"Maybe he's a soldier." Jim came to Melinda and kissed her in her neck.

"Stop it Jim, i'm searching. And he was 10, so he can't be a soldier." Melinda laughed.

"I'm sorry," he said with his arms around Melinda and kissed her again.

Melinda looked backwards and saw the face of Jim. He was a little scared about what Melinda was doing.