Chapter 3-Regrets
Molly got the second card the next day, or her mom did. Her mom still hadn't left her side. James still hadn't been back, but he called every night before dinner and before bed. Ghost Molly still hadn't been seen or heard. She was starting to get upset, but she found out she could do things. She flickered the lights while her mom tried to read a magazine. Her mom noticed and got annoyed. She turned the lights off. Molly made a cool breeze. Her mom put on a small jacket.
But Molly wanted to be alive again. The doctors said she was in a coma, but they never said when she'd wake up. They did tests every twelve hours. Molly tried to follow around the nurses to see what they were doing, but the hallways were too crowded.
Molly was starting to feel defeated until she heard there was a visitor. She hovered in the corner as George came into the room. Wally wasn't with him; the art teacher returned Wally but George took him to his locker and then to his closet in his room.
"I haven't seen you before," Molly's mom said when George came into the room. George nodded nervously, "I don't know Molly very well." "Oh," her mom said. "Did she bully you?"
"Sometimes," George nodded. Ghost Molly shifted. The only contact they had was her bullying him. "I like her anyway. She's sweet on the inside. She was only having fun," George whispered. Molly's mom shook her head, "She should've out grown it years ago. She wasn't bullying you before the accident, was she?"
"No," George replied. Ghost Molly shivered again. George was in the library before. She called him four-eyes; he needed reading glasses after a shop accident scratched his eye. George hid in the stacks with Wally. Molly played Marco "Dummy" with him with Rattles. Then she left to get books for a project with James.
Ghost Molly started to cry. She regretted being so mean to George and the others. She couldn't take it back now. She didn't know if she'd wake up or if she'd live at all.
"Thanks for letting me see her," George whispered. "If she wakes up, tell her she was right about Wally. I'm too old," George said. Molly's mom's face flickered with recognition, "You're the ventriloquist from the PTA dinners! Why are you giving up Wally? Did Molly make fun of you?"
"Yes," George nodded. "Don't let her stop your dreams. She was...," Molly's mom stopped. She couldn't say her daughter was mean, not when she didn't know if she'd live or not. Ghost Molly said it for her, "I was mean, George! I was wrong!" she screamed. No one heard her.
"I am getting too old," George said, shifting on his feet. Molly's mom tried to protest. George left anyway. Ghost Molly sank to the floor to cry. Her mom sighed and sat in a chair. She cried too. They both had regrets. They both were silent.