“Jack, how long has this been happening?” I asked.
“Since New Years Eve! Since I saw you in the Saloon. You seem to be the connection. My wife and daughter are with me again. I think they’ve come to take me home”
“No, I don’t think that’s it. If they’d come to take you home, why would they need me? Something else is going on here.”
He looked at me, his tired eyes were moist with tears. “You talk as though this is an everyday occurrence. Are you some sort of Ghost Whisperer or Medium or something?”
I smiled, “Not exactly, but I do seem to attract the dead. Well those who have unfinished business anyway.”
“There’s no unfinished business here! My wife and child have come to take me with them. I have no use for this life anymore.”
“But you’re still alive aren’t you! Life hasn’t finished with you yet.”
Jack looked back at the locket on the table. “Tell me where you got this again!”
He sat in silence as I told him about the young girl in the Stagecoach. He shook his head, “None of this makes any sense, we need to find her and find out where she got it.”
“I agree with you, everything happens for a reason and I know she must be a part of this.”
“Tell me your story from start to finish again. I need to make sense of why you came into my life.”
I started with my night-time walk in the snow, my dreams, messages through my mam and my Gran. I talked slowly, thinking about every word before I spoke, being careful not to embellish any of the events. The words coming out of my mouth did sound like an episode of the Ghost Whisperer and I wondered what he’d think. If he’d believe me.
We sat in silence for a while after I’d finished.
“Fancy a walk?” It was Jack that broke the silence.
“Sure, I’ve called in a PTO day at work, I’ve nothing better to do. Anywhere in particular?”
I think its time we went back to the barn!