“Well, yes, because Gavin ... and the other spirits agreed that you were worthy of it ... and perhaps because they sensed that you would take to the...role more than your siblings and parents. So, how about it, Sarah bear?” I called one of my many names that I always used for her.“And they don’t mind at all?” Sarah asked further to make absolutely sure of the matter.“Not in the least, trust me, dear,” Lawton, now among us due to the Mist making Mary Beth take a nap, informed his. " One of them?" asked Doreen."One of her captors or their associates. Luckily I'd been sitting up front, so Mom guided Martha into the back. When Mom exited the backseat, Martha murmured, 'You have to go now.'"'Let me grab my suitcase. Jack, pop the trunk, ' Mom ordered, seeing my dad leering and shaking her head. He popped the trunk. 'Hurry, ' said Martha."Mom grabbed her suitcase and hopped back in beside Martha. Mom sort of leered too. I mean at 18, Martha had a youthful version of her. "I called home, got Mom, checked that she'd seen the article (she had), and then I complained that she owed me a sixteenth birthday present that I hadn't received yet. I also told her, "I'll be coming around a few minutes early, so we can talk then," so it was only a short call.I imagined it would be hard to get hold of Katelin, but she answered on the first ring (caller ID is a wonderful thing). The Eatons had been inundated with calls, but she'd been letting her mom answer the house phone and. “No, I have to get out. I need to stretch my legs. There is very little space here”. “Common yaar. We are already late. You can wear it when we reach your home”, she said, visibly pissed off. I nodded and said nothing. I sat there looking straight ahead. She was driving with her one hand on the wheel and the other on the gear. She staring intently on the road, going a tad of the speed limit I guess.Suddenly I felt her hand on my thigh. She had let go of the gear and her hand was fully on my.