morning! I love the
new car.” I hollered to Raven. She was busy sticking all sorts of
heavenly treats in a box for a waiting customer.
“ Good morning. We have so
many deliveries outside of Whispering Falls that I had to get
something. Plus it’s free promotion for the shop.” She smiled,
sending a sparkle from her white teeth to her onyx eyes. Her long
black hair was piled high in a loose bun atop her head. “I’ll be
with you in a sec.” She held a finger up.
Glancing around the charming
confectionary, I couldn’t help but think how far our relationship
had come. Just a little over a year ago, Faith, Raven and I met
while attending Hidden Hall A Spiritualist University. I had just
found out that I was, in fact, a spiritualist and as every village
has rules, Whispering Falls was no different.
They were classmates in my intuition
class. Even though we got off on the wrong foot, in the end, we
became friends, and that was when they moved to my magical little
town.
Besides Raven’s amazing pastry
talents, her spiritual gift as an Aleuromancy was what had
customers coming back. Messages and answers came to her in the form
of her baking. The dough forms itself into shapes unbeknownst to
her while little messages for incoming customers stick in the back
of her head. Those customers always pick out the perfect pastry for
them. Sometimes she could read like a medium, only the spirit
wasn’t standing there as most mediums say they are.
Faith was a Clairaudient spiritualist.
She hears things beyond the naked ear. She can hear spirits,
guides, and angels, or simply see into the future in some sort of
mystical way.
Unfortunately, her passion was the
written word. She was the editor of Hidden Hall’s newspaper, but
her spiritual gift wasn’t cut out for that type of work. So when
she decided she wanted to open the only talking spiritual paper
known to any spiritualist community, we were a little
skeptical.
And you could see why; most of the
things she reported weren’t very accurate, sending a lot of
villagers into a panic.
“ You be sure to go visit
your grandmother.” Raven handed the boxed up goodies to her
customer. She must’ve known something was going on with the
customer’s grandmother from the bakery goods or she wouldn’t have
said that.
She crossed the black and white
checkered floor, wiping her hands down her pink Wicked Good apron,
embracing me with a big welcome.
“ I’ve been thinking about
you.” She pushed me an arm’s length away to get a look at me. She
bit her lip, a sure sign she had something going on in the
spiritual world for me to hear.
“ You have?” I questioned,
remembering the number one spiritual rule. “I’m guessing you aren’t
going to come out with it are you?”
“ Can’t. But if you ask…”
she baited me.
“ Actually I’m here to see
Faith.” I absolutely wanted to hear what she was chomping at the
bit to tell me.
“ First let me give you
these.” She swept back behind the counter, grabbing a box of what I
knew was going to be a few freshly baked June’s Gems, her version
of my favorite Ding Dong treat. “And while I was baking
them…”
“ June, how are you? Are
you getting your morning paper okay?” Faith emerged from the back
of the bakery. Her onyx eyes twinkled with anticipation.
Their eyes were the only hereditary
trait the two sisters had between them. Faith had long blonde hair
to Raven’s black, as well as being a Good-Sider Spiritualist while
Raven was a Dark-Sider.
“ How
rude , sister.” Raven scolded Faith just as
the big sister always did. “I was telling her something before you
interrupted.”
“ Geesh, I’m sorry,” Faith
said, but she didn’t mean it. She continued, “Was it clear? The
newspaper? I’ve been working on all the acoustics around these
hills surrounding Whispering Falls.”
“ I can hear it loud and
clear.” I wrung my hands together. I didn’t want to hurt her
feelings. “That’s the problem. You