Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband-Chapter 314: Sarah Miller’s troubles [1]

For a moment, there was silence in the car, so much quiet that one could hear a pin if it dropped on the floor of the car. The words of the Saxon spirit albeit calmly delivered were very frightening. How could one just cease to be? What happened to them? Where did their soul go?

"That doesn’t sound right..how...it doesn’t." Connie muttered in a small voice which held more fear than they had heard before.

The Saxon spirit waved its hand and sent the girl into the space.

"You are weak Phoebe, to go up against someone with magic of this kind, you will need to be two times more powerful. If this is the same person that is not dead but not alive either, then we need to step up your training.

You should begin learning combat spells, runes and talismans, forget the ones that you are learning just for the sake of making money."

"I..." David started.

A loud hoot behind their car declared the urgency of the party behind them, breaking the conversation for a moment.

"Is that your grandmother’s car behind us?" David asked.

Phoebe looked back and she saw it for herself, her grandmother’s car with it’s shiny gold frog decoration at the front.

"Is that my nana?" Pheebs asked.

David turned a corner and drove up to the Miller manor, parking the car next to the carousel which had been built in the early 2000’s.

"This is a bold choice for a decoration." Phoebe said, as she stepped out of the car.

She thought the Miller family had quite the odd taste in decorations, especially as the carousel was so close to the path leading to the main entrance of the house.

"Imagine a ghost riding around on this in the middle of the night, I bet everyone would abandon the manor very quickly." She giggled.

The carousel or merry go round was a ride that reminded her of an amusement park, she did not like amusement parks anymore, they were habitats for ghosts.

"Or they would just have the carousel removed." David suggested.

They leaned against the car and eyed the carousel, wondering why it had been built, was it for the Miller children? Did a crazy architect suggest that it would look good on the compound?

"Does it work? Have you taken a ride on it before?" Phoebe quizzed.

"I don’t know babe, this is my first time visiting the Miller manor, just because I grew up on the lane does not mean that I have been to every house."

Founding lane was not a small territory, there where at least one thousand houses in the lane occupying both sides of Citrus lake.

At the meeting point where the two sides connected was Council hall, a very large building in which the founding council conducted there business. It also had gardens and a large hall in which balls and parties were held.

The front doors of the house slid open and Mrs. Ashley Miller came bounding out with very eager steps and an impatient look on her face.

"I am late, I apologize." Phoebe immediately said, before the woman could say anything.

Ashley Miller exhaled and smiled. "That’s not an issue, we were just getting antsy and doubtful about your arrival. We have prepared everything that you requested, please come in..."

"Wait." Old lady Mayfair crept up on them.

Ashley Miller’s smile dropped on seeing her, she was not pleased to see the old lady. With her here, how could they keep the secret of whatever was troubling her daughter? She would hold another gathering at the flower cafe and blast everything out there for everyone to know.

"Old lady Mayfair, I do not recall sending you a calling card this afternoon. If you...."

Old lady Mayfair moved her hand, gesturing for Ashley to step aside. "Ashley, I am here because I know how hot your blood boils unnecessarily, I do not want your fists to land on the precious body of my only granddaughter and.."

"Yo! sis, you guys are really fast." Andre’s voice broke into old lady Mayfair’s explanation as to why she was at Miller manor.

Phoebe, David, grandma, the ghosts and Ashley all turned their heads in the direction of Andre’s voice. He was approaching them quickly as he was jogging, very noticeable in a bright red velvet tracksuit and black sunglasses.

"Why is he here?" Ashley questioned under her breath.

Andre Mayfair was a bit of a loud mouth, as a kid anyway, as an adult he seemed to be more hyper. It was no surprise that he had gone into the entertainment business.

Andre put an arm around Phoebe’s shoulders when he reached them.

"Sis I am here, what’s the case?"

"Why are you here?" Grandma Mayfair asked him.

"Nana," he said, adopting Phoebe’s way of addressing their grandmother, "I am here to help out. Filming for my movie has officially wrapped up so I will be available to take on more cases at the cafe from now on."

"You are not the shaman." David reminded him.

"Neither are you but here we are." Andre retorted with as much sarcasm as he could pack into his voice.

He removed his sunglasses and looked at David with a clear challenge in his eyes, daring him to do something if he thought he had the ability.

David scoffed, "I..."

"Mrs. Miller, can we go in now? I think enough time has been wasted and the more we delay, the more Sarah’s troubles grow." Phoebe stepped in.

Of the group, she was the only one that was actually there to work, grandma had come for the gossip, she just wanted to know what trouble the 16 year old Sarah had got herself into.

David was there to protect Phoebe, if things went south he would pull her out of Miller manor without looking back.

Andre was there to gather more materials for his scripts which he was writing.

Mrs. Miller shot the group one reluctant look and then she led them into the house where to their surprise, many other Miller’s were waiting.

It seemed, everyone’s mouth was itching to know what was troubling Sarah. Some just wanted confirmation of a possible pregnancy despite the fact that Sarah had already taken a test in the hospital proving that she was not pregnant and had never been.

Poor Sarah was sitting in the center of her relatives, chewing on her bottom lip and wishing that she could just disappear into the ground.

"Everyone that should not be here should leave." Phoebe told Ashley.

Ashley Miller looked at her daughter and the relatives that were already spreading ridiculous rumors about Sarah, if they were sent away they would only assume the worst and ruin her daughter’s reputation even more.

She could see the cruel smiles and taunts in the eyes of some, especially the ones she had engaged in physical alterations with.

"No." she said, "We are doing this in the presence of everyone, since they all want to know, just tell them what’s wrong with my Sarah."

Mr. Brock Miller nodded and he put a hand on Sarah’s shoulder, showing his unwavering faith in his daughter’s character.

Phoebe shrugged and looked at the Miller’s.

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