Disclaimer: He Who Walks Behind the Rows be praised! This is the last time I have
to write one of these things, that is until next time! Enjoy the end and sorry 'bout
the last chapter. It was a little short, don't you think?
Chapter 8
Back into the mists of the mind
Jade was exhusted by the time she had gotten home. Sleep would be the best thing since
she would be leaving in the morning. Her things were already packed and ready to go. She
had made sure that she would get the same kind cab driver from the first day she arrived
here.
Creeping into the bed, Jade quickly feel asleep.
Jade finds her father staning in the mists once again. He looked happy.
"Daddy." Jade said as she ran up and hugged her father.
"Good job, baby doll. You did it."
"Where's Micah? I was hoping to talk to him."
"I'm sorry. Micah is no longer with us. He just disappered after he help you out in
the field."
"What do you mean?"
"That force in the field. It was him. He didn't want to see you on this side so he help
you the only way he could."
Jade began to cry. The one person whom she ever loved had left without saying good-bye.
But maybe helping her was his way of saying but it really didn't matter. Micah was gone.
"I love him Daddy. I've always loved him."
"Awake Princess Jade. Let the morning sun see your smiling face forever more."
And so she did. To find a figure in black looming over her. But she wasn't scared. She
knew just who it was.
"MICAH!"
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Jade help Micah close to her and didn't want to ever
let go.
"But how? You're dead.."
"Shh. It doesn't matter. What matter's is that we're here together and always will be."
"You'll tell me one day, won't you?"
"One day."
Then, jus like the in the forest, Micah and Jade kissed for the second time and all the
ghost that knew Jade Garrett sang out for joy that she should find love at such a young
age.
THE END