Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Whisperer and I don't know Jennifer Love Hewitt so don't ask for her autograph.
Melinda arrived at the library ten minutes later, parked her car, and went inside. She headed immediately for the front desk because she didn't really have time to waste searching through the papers until she founded what she wanted. She had to go into the shop later because she didn't want to leave Delia running it all by herself.
"Can I help you with something miss?" the lady at the front desk said. Melinda smiled kindly.
"Um yes, I'm looking for a newspaper article from about two years ago. The headline should read 'Six Year Old's Body Found In Remains Of The Carlotta Cruise Ship'." The lady looked up at her for a moment. "Please, it's very important."
"You're very precise on what you want aren't you?" the lady asked kindly. "Alright, I'll see if I can find it for you and I'll bring it out for you to look at."
"Thank you very much."
"You're welcome." Melinda watched her walk off and sat down in a chair near the front desk. She turned her head around and saw all the small children sitting in the childrens's section listening to the children's librarian read them a story. Then her eyes narrowed. Sitting in the back staring directly at her, was the little girl. There were a few flashes and then the little girl was standing before her.
"Hello Brooklyn," Melinda said to the little girl, who was still dripping wet but seemed a little less dirty and it was now that Melinda noticed for the first time that there was a large gash in the child's head. The area was matted with blood. "Where did you get that gash Brooklyn?" she asked softly.
"How do you know my name?" the little girl asked, ignoring the question about the gash on her head.
"I read it in a newspaper article I found on line. Brooklyn, do you know that you're dead?"
"All I know is I need you to find Teddy. He has to know."
"What does Teddy have to know?" But at that point, the lady from the front desk was coming back and the little girl vanished.
"Here you are miss," she said, setting a newspaper down on the table in front of her. Melinda smiled at her.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome dear."
As the lady walked away to return to her desk, Melinda looked down that the paper. It was indeed the article she had been looking for. She scanned through the first bit, the part that she had read on the internet. And then when she read the second paragraph, her eyes widened and she got up and left immediately, pulling out her cell phone as she went. She quickly dialed the number for Jim's phone.
"Hello?" Jim answered.
"Jim?" Melinda responded. "You're not going to believe this!"
A/N: So, what do you think Melinda read in the paper? Tell you what, find out in the next chappie. Maybe I'll write that one tonight, if I feel like it but I don't know, I've already written these three. That might be enough for tonight. Besides, I've gotten addicted to watching clips of Annie the Musical Dutch production. I know I don't know Dutch but hey, I like it and I know the songs really well so I know what they're saying anyway. Okay, I'm gonna go get that Dutch Annie rush again and then I'll write the next chappie.