Chapter 9
I wasn’t at all surprised when Dex found me sitting in the gazebo. I’d gone there after my talk with Mace and eating something. It still looked exactly as it had during my vision of Owen and Mace together during the party.
Maybe it should have felt creepy or disturbing or something, but I felt at peace sitting here. I really did love this house. This place. I sensed no malevolence here as one might expect in a haunted location. Dexter proved a positive influence, even if he should’ve never had to linger here this long.
“Can I show you something?” he asked after a moment of sitting beside me in silence.
“Another vision?”
“Yes, but an unpleasant one.”
“What do you want to show me, Dex?”
He didn’t answer, but turned to me with a sad little smile. And I knew. I suddenly found
