As I was falling asleep, I kept wondering why Paul had taken off so suddenly at the store. I mean, I hadn't argued with it, because I was grateful they hadn't gotten in the fight. But still, it was haunting...

Lindsey had paid several visits to us. The first was to yell about why Paul hadn't been taken care of yet. Before I could explain, she'd dematerialized. The second one was to apologize for yelling, and to yell some more when I explained that we couldn't just walk up to the police and go, "Yeah, Paul Slater killed Lindsey Monahan. She told us so, as a ghost."

Then she'd gone and left us alone until the morning of my wedding. Gina was fixing my hair and I was putting on eyeliner and mascara when she popped in.

With a guest.

In ghost form.

I almost started crying when I saw this guest. I mean, I knew him all too well. He was a major part of my life. I was due to see him- whether I liked it or not- in two hours. Gina saw the look on my face and asked gently, "What's wrong, Suze?"

"Code ghost, Gina." I said. She knows about everything. I'd sat her and CeeCee down the last time she was here- the summer after my junior year- and told them everything. Gina just nodded and said, "I'm going to to go downstairs, check on a few things. You gonna be OK after dealing with the ghost?"

"Yeah. Probably." I nodded. Gina left and I turned and faced my bed where Lindsey and the ghost now sat. "So, Susannah, never thought you'd have to mediate me, did you?"

I shook my head. "Not really..."


I'm sorry its so short!!! I know, horrible of me to cut off when this is barely acceptable as a chapter, but I'm starting to come down with something, and I'm attempting to get caught up in everything. Anywhos, think about who this ghost is, and I'll post an acceptable chapter 6 as soon as I possibly can!!!