“Perhaps,” she heard someone saying, “you should put the book away before you lose your place.”
She did close the book, and laid it down on her chest, and then smiled over at the ghost of Great Aunt Millie. She was sitting over by the window in a rocking chair that Darcy didn’t really have in her bedroom, dressed in her usual black dress and floppy black hat. The shawl wrapped around her shoulders was a new addition to her outfit, purple with white flowers, fluffy and warm.
“Do ghosts even get cold?” Darcy asked her. “I mean, this is a dream you’re using to talk to me. Can’t you just wish yourself to be warm?”
“Give an old lady her little fancies,” Millie chuckled. “I remember snow. I remember how much fun you and I used to have in the winters. I miss those times something fierce.”
Darcy tucked her knees up to her chin under the sheets and set aside her novel on Jon’s empty side of the bed. “I miss it, too, Millie. You were good to me back then. If you hadn’t taken me in when you did I have no idea what my life would have been like.”
Millie nodded her understanding, rocking back and forth. “Pish posh, my dear. You would have grown into an amazing woman with or without my help.”
“I don’t know about that. I think I’m better for knowing you. This life I have, with Jon and the kids and this town, none of it would have been possible without you. I owe you a lot. I miss you, Millie.”
A smile creased the fine lines across her great aunt’s face. “I miss you, too.”
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