By Laura Jane Cassidy
Jacki King is fifteen and adjusting to her new lifestyles in a small village. She's lacking Dublin yet she's making new buddies: inventive Colin, feisty Emily - and Nick, lovely but unavailable. yet no quicker is Jacki settled than the torturous complications and nightmares start - via unusual visions, voices and signs...Jacki refuses to think that whatever paranormal is going on. yet then she discovers the unsolved homicide that happened within the village years sooner than ...
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Asked Mum as she came back inside, carrying cards of paint samples. ‘I have a headache,’ I muttered. It was out of my mouth before I had time to think, and Mum had grabbed her phone and gone out the door before I’d even looked up. I knew that as soon as she’d walked far enough to get coverage, she’d call the doctor. You didn’t say the word ‘headache’ to Mum. Because my dad had died of a brain tumour, she insisted that you couldn’t be too careful when it came to investigating any sort of head pain.
I’ll come with you,’ I offered. Mum took the torch with her as the evening light was fading and the electricity wasn’t connected in the house. I closed the caravan door and followed Mum up the front garden. When we’d first visited the house, the garden had been my favourite part. The house had been shabby and rundown but the garden was overgrown and beautiful. It was full of wild flowers and reminded me of the gardens in Jane Austen adaptations that my mum and I used to watch on TV when I was little.
It was so annoying. ’ I shouted when Mum came back, raging that she was sending me to the doctor again. ’ I went to storm out past her but the two of us got jammed in the tiny space. I tried to move by but we both went the same way and my bum bashed off hers. ’ I screeched as I tried again to push her out of the way. But Mum couldn’t stop, and soon her giggles turned into giant belly laughs and I was trying so hard not to laugh that my eyes were watering. ’ I said when I’d eventually broken free, unable to contain my smile any longer.