"Jesse?" I whispered. I was sitting on my bed. It was about 12:00 am the next morning. "Jesse, are you there?"
Querida. What is wrong?
"I just wanted you here." I whispered.
As you wish.
I felt something land on my hand. As I swatted it away, Jesse said:
Querida, its me. Don't worry.
His 'hand' landed on mine again.
"Jesse, everything is so wrong." I whispered. "I don't know if I can go to school tomorrow."
I know, everything is very mixed up. But Susannah, you must go to school. Possibly Father Dominic will be of assistance.
"No." I said rightaway.
I have a funny feeling that ghost Jesse isn't Jesse at all. I really think that you should talk to Father Dom.
"What do you mean?"
I mean…
I heard him sigh.
How about I tell you later?
"Jesse," I whispered. "Please, will you tell me?"
I guess he nodded. I couldn't see that.
"Jesse?"
Yes. I will tell you, by the time you go to school.
"Thank you." Silence. "Jesse? Are you still here?"
Yes.
"Will you sing to me Jesse?"
Silence.
"Jesse?"
What would you like me to sing?
I smiled. "Anything, Jesse. Just sing to me."
I walk alone, think of home. Memories of long ago, no one knows I lost my soul long ago, lie too much, she said that she's had enough, am I too much, she said she's had enough, standing on my own, forget about the one I left at home, I need to run far away, cant go back to that place, like she told me I'm just a big disgrace.
I was silent.
"Jesse?"
But he was gone.
