"I am sure your wife, is fine, what harm could possibly come to her?" The business man asked Jasper as the elevator door opened. "Now, excuse me, I must go and attend to something." Jasper was about to head in there, and then a voice came from behind him.

"Jasper," Jose appeared in front of the elevator instantly.

"Yes," Jasper turned towards him as Jose stood in front of the elevator door. "I would like to…like to….I can't think of the English for it." It was then the elevator doors closed. "Invite you and your wife down for a visit, before you leave."

"Alright, we can do that," Jasper said.

"Good," He smiled, and there it was again, he surely resembled someone. He gave Jasper a strange look, and then Jasper's mind instantly focused on Alice. He rushed up the stairs coming to the landing, as a bright ray of light shown directly through the alcove window. There, there was a little girl sat with her feet dangling down wearing a light lavender dress with a white ruffled apron along with a large ribbon in her hair.

"Hi, Penny," Jasper smiled as the girl's head popped up, beaming at seeing him.

"Japer," Penny gasped jumping down in front of the light coming towards Jasper, that was when he notice something peculiar about the little girl…she had no shadow. "Guess what…I've had an idea."

"What is it?" He asked playing along.

"I thought my brother would be here but he's not, I can't find him anywhere." She explained in an anxious manner. This brother of hers was really getting on his nerves; he wished he could figure out who this guy was and drag him to his little sister.

"I am sure he is here somewhere," Jasper said as he quickly made his way up the stairs. He made it to his floor, when he saw Penny again.

"Do you want to know something about him?" Penny asked excitedly.

"What?" Jasper asked realizing this girl was blocking him.

"He used to have friends over, and I would pick on them." Penny explained coming close whispering in a low voice.

"That's rather comical," Jasper smirked he couldn't help it. He moved Penny to the side, and then he felt a strange feeling like ice. Jasper headed towards the hall, to see Penny there again, standing by a door. He watched another guest open the door, almost hitting her, nodded towards him as Jasper nodded back but then completely ignored Penny. It was as if she wasn't even there, or he'd ignore the fact that he almost hit her.

"Are you alright?" Jasper asked her.

"Yes, I just wanted to let you know, he didn't like that at all, and he would always scold me," Penny smiled. "And I was wondering…." She started twirling her hair giving him an innocent smile. "Maybe, if, I pick on a certain one of his friends and really annoyed him, he will come from wherever he is and scold me." Her face smiled brighter at that. "Then I would see him again." She clapped her hands.

"Why would you want him to scold you?" Jasper asked suspiciously.

"Because, I want to see him again, oh please, let me at least try, pretty please with your favorite toy, pretty please." Penny begged.

"Fine," Jasper answered sharply continuing on his way.

"Penny," She heard a sharp German woman.

"Leave them alone," A man said. Jasper turned to see a couple with dark charcoal burns on their faces. Penny shrugged and went between them, the woman picked up Penny. They stared at Jasper for a minute, and Jasper didn't say anything to them before he continued on his way.

"Thank you," Penny yelled as Jasper rushed to the room to see Alice coming out of it, he was surprised by the emotions surrounding her. It seemed she was angry at the same time fearful.

"Jasper," Alice said in relief coming to his side.

"Are you alright?" Jasper asked wondering what had happened; it seemed her face became frozen with panic.

"Yes, I'm fine," Alice sighed pressing her head against his chest, never more relived to see him.

"What happened?" Jasper asked. "I am worried about you, something is not right."

"I'm having these visions," Alice admitted looking at him speaking in a rush. "These strange visions, they are hard to describe. I can't point out what they are but they are certainly not of the future. They're in this place that I've never been to before, but yet it seems so familiar. And they're fuzzy. It's like I am looking through a different pair of eyes."

Jasper paused, confused on what to say, before he finally spoke "It sounds like they're memoires."

"That can't be right. You know I don't remember anything about my human life." Alice dismissed it quickly as they went back to their room for some privacy. "I do have a question, about Julia?"

"Well, let me explain." Jasper started. "I was eighteen-year-old male human at that time, and most eighteen-year-old males only have thing on their mind. I told you that memory, because I forgot why it was so memorable, but now I do and well…to be honest it meant nothing. "

"Not, that." Alice hushed him. "I want to know, when your family told you she left, did you have any suspicions that may have been lying?" Alice asked. "Did you suspect that something else might have happened?"

"Yes, I am sure," Jasper answered, a little surprised Alice made such assumptions about people she never even met. "I know it is a fact because she took my mother's jade heart, the one that was supposed to go to you."

'That's why she is here.' Alice thought to herself. "Do you remember your family acting different that night?"

"The last afternoon I saw them, the last day as a human; of course I remember it well." Jasper said. They showed concerned for him, as they always had. He told Alice how much they cared for him. Where would she get the idea they were anything but honest. "They were acting a little strange, but it was over Suzan's death, I remember the scene when I saw the shed. Some of the fragments of her bones where still there." Jasper shuddered, thinking of the poor girl, unable to grow up and become a grandmother. "It was clear that someone was trapped when the shed was on fire. I remember seeing the remains."

"Was there more than one body?" Alice asked.

"Yes," Jasper answered, it was then he felt this uneasy tension in the room, it wasn't coming from Alice but it seemed someone in the room was upset with him. "It wasn't something that easily forgotten. There was one body. It was too burnt to tell it was her, but I am sure it was Suzan. She was nowhere to be found. You need to relax, how about we sit in the dining room for awhile, before we go out again."

"That sounds fine," Alice agreed seeing that Julia was still there, her face burned with scars running across them as she walked behind Jasper. She stared forward at him letting out a hiss. It was then Jasper felt this strange tension. It was this spiteful rage filling the room.

"You alright?" Jasper asked feeling the intensity.

Alice stared forwards as Julia let out a hiss, "I am unhappy with what he called me last time." Julia spoke harshly remembering the time Jasper came into his room, and she was unable to reach out to him, being helpless unable to tell her story. She remembered the harsh thoughts and words Jasper had towards her. They had been friends since they were children, how could he believe them. How could he still believe them? It still made her beyond angry.

"I'm fine," Alice answered. "It just that, these visions are a little disturbing but I am sure it would turn out alright, let's go." Alice quickly rushed her husband out, passing through Julia as she remained there trapped in the room. Julia could not leave this palace, the place of her murder. She wanted her story to be known, she stayed having to relive day after day, trapped having that nightmare encounter in the last hours of her life.

Alice felt her hands come up into his with their fingers entangled in one another. She kissed him, as her hands became wrapped with his hands. His masculine odor touched Alice as her hands came around his shoulders. She kissed him; it was like fire between them. Jasper felt his hands come from her shoulders and to her waist as they came tight against each other. It was then a drift blew and Alice knew she was alone with her husband.

~X~

They walked down to the dining room, to find it unexpectedly filled with people in brightly colored clothes. Children in fine clothes running around, men in suites laughing, women in sundresses with brightly colored flowers. There was also a couple of girls wearing silk lavender dresses as music boomed from down the hall and the scent of human food rose from the kitchen.

"Excuse me, ma'am, what's going on?" Jasper stopped a young woman on her way out in a flowing purple gown that fitted tight to her body, with her hair dressed in a bun adorned with flowers.

"There is a wedding reception going on in the ball room, some of the guest have come out here for drinks." The woman explained. Jasper then went to the side of the stairs, taking a peek down the hall to the room and saw two large open doors with waiters coming in and out of the former ball room.

"I forgot about that," Jasper said suddenly remembering the enormously large room down the hall. "Come on, let's find him," Jasper suggested as they entered the crowded bar room.

"Excuse me," Penny came running out of nowhere in a quick dash with her black button shoes clomping the floor dashing to Jose whispering something. It was then Jasper saw the strange couple with burns all over their faces, staring at him. The man came up looked at Jose, who nodded and then he nodded back. He then took his wife's hand and the two left. Jasper couldn't help but stare, he had the strange resemblance to someone, but he just couldn't think of who, it was practically killing him not being able to match that face. Now, he was realizing Penny also resembled someone as well.

"Alice," Jasper whispered to her. "Does Jose seem to remind you of anybody?"

Alice froze solemnly, confirming it. She remembered the couple of times Jose mentioning having a 'black sheep' sister. He sat there alone, as if he was talking to someone. Alice now knowing he was a ghost conformed Jose identity and the connection he had with Alice through his younger sister.

"No," Alice answered quickly.

"Come on, let's go and sit down for awhile." Jasper suggested as Jose rose instantly raising his hand coming to greet them. The burnt couple held hands and walked away, going unnoticed by everyone.

"Jasper, Alice," Jose spoke in his thick Mexican accent. "Why don't you come and sit down for awhile?"

"Sure, we can stop and visit, before we leave. Can't we, Sweetie?" Jasper smiled towards Alice revealing his Sothern drawl.

"Yes, of course." Alice answered with a little laugh, unsure of what caused the sudden discomfort she had with Jose, was it the knowledge of him being a ghost, or the fact that he was the brother of the woman who had Jasper trapped for so many years. A man who would most likely protect a woman who Jasper once planned to kill, she had a right to question his loyalties.

"So, how is your day going?" Jose asked as he put his hand to his cheek. It was then Jasper felt this ice cold hand come against his cheek and into his hair.

"Your hair is really soft," Jasper felt a tiny hand coming through his hand causing tiny bumps to form up his skin. Jasper turned to see Penny with her fingers deep in his hair.

"Why are you doing that?" Jasper asked out of nowhere.

"Doing what?" Alice asked.

"The girl, she's playing with my hair," Jasper reached over to grab her and she went to the other side, Jasper then reached to the side she moved to and she moved again. Finally, Jasper turned around and she was gone but he could still hear the giggling.

"Where did she go?" Jasper asked, turning around.

"Who?" Alice asked.

"The little girl," Jasper answered. "I swore she was here a second ago."

"There is a wedding down the hall, there are many children running around the room," Jose explained slowly to Jasper, like it would take him awhile to understand.

"I swore she was right here," Jasper glanced to see she had disappeared again as he felt this concerned emotion coming from Alice.

"What did she look like?" Alice asked fearful, aware that there was a ghost child on the property that knew him in life.

"The girl, she's a younger sister to some guest at the resort," Jasper answered as Jose tapped his foot. Jasper then felt a tug on his pants leg. He looked down to see her tiny blond curls peaking out in an bright white lace gown with a silk ribbon, the kind of dress he hadn't seen in decades.

"Are you playing dress up or something?" Jasper asked. "Why are you wearing a dress like that?"

"Silly, everyone knows girls were dresses," Penny laughed. "Anyway, where's my brother. He hated it when I did that to his friends. I wanted him to come down and scold me."

"Oh," Jasper nodded realizing what her goal was; he was going to ignore her.

"Jasper, do you know who you see?" Alice asked concerned.

"It's just someone's little sister who wants some attention," Jasper sniffed a smile as he put the cloth down.

"You want to know something, you see those people?" Penny pointed her finger. Jasper turned his head and saw the couple with black charcoal skin and frightful scorched hair get up and leave. He noticed the woman especially seemed hideous by her marks.

"Yes…." Jasper froze. "She has some bad burns."

Alice froze instantly seeing the clues, the girl, and mention of an older sibling…now burned marks. It was certainly the ghost of Suzan. She was clearly after Jasper. "You know what, I forgot my purse, I am going to go upstairs and get it."

"Little sisters are something special, and the time spent with them should never be taken for granted." Jose let out a sniff staring off into the window. "Some of the hero older brothers have learned that the hard way. We are often forced to live with regret of not performing our duty to them." That statement coming from Jose made Alice sit down instantly.

"I know what he's talking about," Penny laughed coming to Jasper's lap. Then came up and whispered. "That's why he needs to see me. I told those people they would be here, but there not; can you get them for us? Please, please, pretty please, in a present."

It was then; Alice saw the table shaking as Jasper moved his chair. "Why is this human so comfortable sitting with me?" Jasper said in a low voice so humans couldn't hear.

"That's it, I will get who she wants." Alice stood up and left. She first walked to the elevator, and then saw a Mexican woman standing there with a scar around her neck. Alice couldn't bare the familiar features she had towards Maria as the woman approached her.

Alice went up the stairs and when she came into the room, she felt a drift then saw a spot on the bed moving up and down in a fast motion. It was at a going up and down, up and down, at a fast pace.

"You know, I must say, while reading this book, I must ask how the hell did those Yankees win if they talk like this?" Julia asked floating above Alice. "But I must say, some of this stuff does turn a woman on."

"You would know," Alice rolled her eyes as Julia looked down; her eyes were going to the bed. She smiled, shaking her head and went back to reading. "I guess I should stop, to avoid trouble with your vampire friends. He may not approve of exposing this smut to her." Julia then threw the book to Alice.

"Julia, I ask you again, please leave us be." Alice started.

"I have been," Julia moaned. "I left this afternoon, not to mention headless preacher is insisting I give you your space."

"Downstairs," Alice brought up.

"I wasn't downstairs," She smirked as her eyes went towards the girl.

"Can you at least make her stop?" Alice asked.

"No, I don't have any authority over her." Julia explained promptly. "Why don't you and Jasper just get her what she wants, you can provide for her better than me."

"What are you talking about?" Alice interrogated her. She was after all her sister, Suzan would listen to Julia. Julia glanced towards the spot, as it continued to move up and down. She was silent, as if she was listen to someone then looked over. "Open the box Jasper got from the antique store." Alice went to open it, and found a beautiful antique music box. She played it as an angel came out to the old tune 'Angels form the Realms of Glory'.

"Hey, that's mine. My brother gave it to me." A voice spoke. Alice looked over to see a tiny girl with bright blond curls, curls that were kind of similar to their good friend Peter, but not near as joyful with a bright round face and sweet brown eyes bouncing up and down on the bed.

"The box is haunted?" Alice asked as Julia nodded. "How do I…"

"You don't need me, remember." Julia said snottily, as the girl just stared at Alice unhappy that she had the box. Her face became a transparent white, making it clear she was angry.

"That's my box." The girl cried. "I don't want you touching it."

It was then Alice had one of those strange visions, she was in a field she felt the soft wet grass beneath her feet. Alice noticed some people around her, all close to her size but different. She noticed the long haired girls with bright cheeks, as well as smoothed faced males. They were running through the field. There was nothing after them; they were all running from her as Alice was going after them. She then went after a boy and tapped him on the shoulder.

All were running from him now, she then felt something wet below her feet. She slipped and was on the ground covered in mud. She saw a knee with scentless blood that stung with a ripped stocking, and disappointedly a ripped dress. The vision navigated its way to the large white building with a steeple that had a yellow cross at the top. Around the building was a large gathering of strange people.

They were so much taller than her, almost like giants walking around smiling at her. She walked past a table filled with these people holding plates of food along with women in white lace dresses and men in fine vest suites. She then finally spotted a table with that brown curly haired woman, and a solitary man with a mustache. At the table was an elderly couple, a one armed man in a gray uniform with a white beard sitting next to the beautiful silver haired woman.

"Oh, look you ruined your dress," the curly haired woman sighed letting her sit on her lap. "And your grandmother worked so hard on it."

"Oh, she's a child; I figured she would ruin it. That's why I ordered extra fabric to mend it." Alice then felt these lips on her head.

"Why is that?" Alice asked. Now finding the girl easier to relate to than she normally related to children.

"Because, my brother Peter gave it to me," She answered simply, sitting down becoming full like a human again; she patted her hand on the bed wanting Alice to come. Alice sat down next to her as the girl crawled up comfortably next to on her lap while she handed her the music box. "You don't hold it like that, with one hand. Hold it with two hands, and twist the key." She showed Alice as it started playing.

"See," The girl clapped excitedly.

"What's your name?" Alice asked her.

"Penelope Ann Olson, but my brother tells his friends to call me Penny." The girl explained still staring at the box.

"So that's what you want me to call you?" Alice asked.

"Yes, your friends with my brother." Penny explained as the music stopped. "I got it for Christmas from him one year. We went to visit our cousins in Vermont, that's where our Mommy and Daddy come from. I was only four that year. Peter didn't like it because of the cold, but changed his mind when I pointed out all the snow on the ground and told him how it was made by magic. I convinced him to like it. Our cousins took us ice skating, Peter wasn't very good because we don't do that in Texas." She then giggled. "He fell several times, and then I went ice skating and fell. He came, picked me up and held my hands. He didn't fall when I skated with him. He also took me sled riding that year. Then Christmas came, and everyone gathered around to see what Santa Clause had left me. Peter told me he saw him that night, and asked that he give me something. He gave me a beautiful box; I opened it, and pulled out this beautiful treasure. I remember my aunt scolding him, saying he should have just bought me a doll. He thought I had enough dolls, then I pointed out how the angels clap their wings. Like this," Penny touched it as the silver wings cluttered together as her face lit up by it. "From that night on, I played it and only he was allowed to play it for me since he is my favorite person in the whole wide world."

"You seem to care for your brother," Alice smiled as the girl's face lit up.

"I do, I do," She laughed. "He is the best brother in the whole wide world. Do you want to hear something funny?"

"What?" Alice asked, as the girl crawled on her lap.

"Before he got a cold, Peter use to think I was an annoying troublemaker because I wanted to spend all my time with him." She then giggled. "Now he thinks I am a little angel."

"Oh," Alice nodded, wondering. "Penny, do you know a girl name Charlotte?"

It was then Penny's eyes beamed forward as if Alice had spoken a name of a beloved celebrity. Someone she never met, but still cared for very deeply. "Yes, I know a girl name Charlotte, and she is the most beautiful girl in the whole wide world. That why my brother spends so much time with her. You want to know a secret?"

"Sure," Alice amused the girl, confirming it; this was the ghost of a girl who was Peter's younger sister in his human life. This was truly a small world. The girl came up to Alice's ear. "I saw her before he did, before she got a cold."

"A cold?" Alice asked.

"Yes, she got this music box next. When Mommy and Daddy came home they found the wreck, and became very sad. They thought I was sleeping, but I was right there. They couldn't find Peter, so they assumed he was with me. After a year, they were so sad they could no longer live in Dallas anymore. So Mommy and Daddy sold mine and my brother's things before leaving. They sold the music box to a man named Wilbur, who was in Dallas on business. He felt guilty, because he had a beautiful daughter named Charlotte at home.

You see while he was gone, his wife Maude sent a telegram saying Charlotte was in the hospital because her appendices needed taking out. Wilbur and Maude loved Charlotte very much. They had three other children before her, but they died crossing the ocean from Germany. Then she was born, when they stopped at a city in North Carolina. They named her Charlotte after the city she was born in. Maude didn't even know she had a baby inside her. She was still sad about the deaths of her older ones, she wasn't paying attention. She was a miracle to them. The family finally got to Texas for the engineering job Wilbur was offered in Germany.

She liked my music box. She thought it was a gift to her from her Daddy. It still was from my brother to me. I watched her for a very long time. She became very pretty, she was her parents' only child. Then the mean lady came with my brother and the other to set the town on fire. She was in the library, with a boy she thought was cute. The fire spread like crazy, she was on her way out to meet her parents but the mean lady caught her along with others who couldn't escape. The boy came out, that's where Wilbur and Maude met up with him. They interrogated him, but he swore she was right with him. They went frantic searching for her, finally they went back to the town, and looked for her. They never came out of the flames. The town was rebuilt, but the people can still hear them calling out to her at night. Charlotte needs to tell them she is alright. I told them she's with my brother.

My music box survived, and was taken by a looter. I drove him crazy, he got robbed, and his wife left him so he sold it. Then the next man gave it to his girlfriend and was killed at war, so she sold it. Then the next people to own it were newlyweds, I kept moving it to the right place. The lady had a miscarriage then they sold it. As a matter of fact, everyone who had it, got rid of it it's been because of me. People think it has bad luck."

"Why's that?" Alice asked.

"Because it doesn't belong to them," Penny said firmly. "It belongs to me and I want Peter to find it."

"Oh," Alice then looked towards Julia, unsure what to do.

"Alice, want to play with me?" Penny asked. "Please, please, please, play with me, Alice. I promise I'll be good."

Alice did not know how to interact with children; she didn't remember what it was like to be a child so she couldn't relate to them. There was never a point in her life where being a mother was an option in her future. Unlike, Esme and Rosalie she didn't have a strong maternal aching when she saw human children. Unlike Bella, she didn't have the instincts it took to take care of a child that appeared suddenly. This child promoted much more complications for her, not only was she indeed a child, she was a ghost child. She barely understood adult ghost, not much less children. She was something Alice had never come across; with Rensemee she could at least understand some of her vampire nature. This girl's was something of the unknown to Alice.

"Can't anybody rest in peace around here?" Julia hissed ignoring Alice and Penny.

'I've been wondering that myself?' Alice thought to herself.

"What do ghost children like?" Alice asked suddenly as Julia looked over, ignored the question and went back to reading.

"Why are you asking me? You don't need my help." She said in a curt manner.

"Well, I do," Alice snapped as Penny began to jump on the bed again.

"Suggest a game, they like hide-an-seek, considering they have an extra advantage." Julia informed.

"Penny," Alice said quickly, as Penny stopped landing on her belly with her head on her arms, looking at Alice. "How would you like to play hide-an-go seek?"

"Oh boy, I love that game," She perked up excitedly clapping her hands. "You close your eyes, and count to ten, then come and find me." She let out a laughed as Alice amused her by closing her eyes and started counting. She then heard Jasper approaching as Penny left the room.

~X~

Jasper left the crowed room wondering what was taking Alice so long. He was about to approach the elevator when a Mexican woman appeared out of nowhere and pushed him.

"Get away, get away," She screamed in broken English.

"What?" Jasper asked as the woman stared at him.

"Your kind is so naive." She mumbled in Mexican Spanish. Stopped and gave him a harsh scowl, telling him to stay away. He ignored her, and went to approach the door. "Just because you forget about us, doesn't mean we forget about you. Do you have any idea what you put us through? You were raised better, why don't you honor us?" She hissed in her native tong.

"What are you talking about?" Jasper responded in Spanish.

"She's right, what makes your kind think we stopped caring or that we'll hate you. Parents never hate their children." The Englishman came behind him casually, as the middle age woman let him through and continued to block Jasper.

"Please do me one kind favor and take the stairs," She said as her hands came onto Jasper's shoulder giving him a surprise stare, not expecting him to know her language. She then hissed at him with frustration. "Stay away." Jasper ignored her and walked up the stairs.

~X~

Jasper approached the doorway when out of nowhere; a flashing light appeared from the door. Penny came out, directly through the door at lightning speed laughing as she went down the hall. A chill went up Jasper's back when the little girl passed him. Jasper watched as Penny continued to run and faded down in the hallway. Jasper was stunned at the site and then started putting the pieces together.

The fact she wore old fashion clothes and was taught old fashion ideas meant she wasn't from this time. He seemed to be the only one who saw her, and she also had no scent. There was no other explanation than she was not a human or a vampire. She was something else from somewhere else, some other time that came to haunt him. Penny was a ghost, he was haunted. She was real, but unreal. This child was something form the beyond that came searching them for some reason. Jasper couldn't find any other explanation; he stood still comprehending that these things were real. He walked into the room stunned as he met Alice.

"Jasper," Alice asked noticing his stunned face. He was speechless on what to say.

"The girl, she went down the hall and became invisible." He spoke, wondering if he had gone crazy or if it was something true. If Alice saw it, then he knew this wasn't in his head. He had seen something that was out of the paranormal. It shocked him, thinking on what this could be.

"I saw her too," Alice said a little too casually. "Penelope."

"She likes to be called Penny." Jasper said still stunned. "You talked to her too."

"She came looking for us," Alice explained. "She's looking for her brother, which is why she came after us, hoping he would be with us. Jasper, remember the night you and …Maria changed Peter into a vampire. He mentioned it being after a crash."

"Yes, he was in a motor car going very fast." Jasper remembered as a bit of guilt caused pain in his stomach. "He was very strange, doing things I never seen in a transformation. After Maria bit him, I went to take him back to one of the hiding places. He tried to get away, despite the pain he kept trying to crawl to the cockpit. As if he was trying to get to something...or someone. I grabbed him and took him to the rest of the newborns who were in agony. There was no one else I swear, not a heartbeat or the smell of blood pumping anywhere else. He asked me that hundreds and hundreds of times."

"She must have already been….."Alice gasped thinking of the poor girl. "You were also in Dallas when he came back for you?" Alice asked.

"Yes, the cemetery was one of the places we kept newborns. I remember walking in it and saw him standing next to an abandon angel statue, just staring at it. He started cleaning it off when I called him out and he turned." Jasper's voice went stunned. "….the wrong Charlotte."

"Peter, her older brother," Alice said as his eyes nodded in realizing. "Remember during Rensemee's trial, what did he say?" Alice asked.

"Before he left said something about helping save Rensemee was his way making up for it." Jasper answered. "Which was strange, they did come back a couple months later. He seemed very fond of Rensemee. Charlotte said she just reminds him of someone he misses from his human life. She didn't give too much information." Jasper sighed this only meant one thing…the girl was a ghost. She existed, and she was very real. He had been wrong about this paranormal business this whole time and Penny had proved it to him.

It was at this conclusion the window flew open, the woman from the garden appeared in front of them, glowing white and then disappeared. Jasper went to it and looked out, to find the woman again. She was the one who stared at him in such a loving manner as she wandered the resort grounds in the same state she was in life. In that beautiful flowing grace he remembered, before she became so sick. Jasper recognized her.

"Alice," Jasper called, as the woman turned and faded into the wind, he recognized her honey blond hair and angel-like face that once stood over him from his crib and watched him leave as he rode away to war. "That woman in the garden is a ghost."

Alice went up to him, putting her arm around him. "Who is she?"

"That's my mother." Jasper spoke softly, as his mind became blank with shock.