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Soul Deep
After waiting for what seems like forever, Soul Deep is making its way out into the world.
Excerpt from Chapter Thirteen
“She was too!” my mom insisted.
My dad shook his head. “I think the treatment made you hallucinate. Whitney is gone, she wasn’t here.”
My mom folded her arms. “You have no faith. She was here, in this very room. I hugged her and told her I loved her.”
“Are they still arguing over
you?” Brother Hendricks said as he walked into the room, chuckling.
I giggled. “Yeah, it’s been almost an hour. She’s not giving in. And she already set up a meeting with some
missionaries. They’re coming to the
hospital to see her.”
“That’s great news,” he said as
he perched on the ledge of the window seat next to me.
I took in a deep sigh of
relief. For the moment, everything was
okay. “It is. I think things are going to get better. She’s going to fight and kick cancer’s butt.”
He laughed.
I cocked my head. “What?”
“Nothing.”
I rolled my eyes. “So, when does Trisha come back on shift?”
“Tonight.” His eyes sparkled as he spoke. “I double checked the schedule.”
“How many times did you double
check it?” I bumped shoulders with him.
“What, you think you know me or
something?” He winked. “Five or six
times.”
Mmmhum.
Dave knocked on the door as he
slipped into the room quietly. His face
lit up when he saw my mom. “Well, for
someone taking their fourth dose of chemo you sure are in a good mood.”
My dad threw his arms in the
air. “She’s claiming that she saw
Whitney. That’s why.” He rose from his seat and paced. “You talk to her, tell her it’s the medicine.”
Dave shook his head. “No. You
know, that even in my business where I try to save lives, even Whitney’s, I
know there is an afterlife. I think the
possibility of them being able to cross over to be with us for short periods of
time is high. If I let myself think that they couldn’t live on after their
death, then I couldn’t live with myself. So many people die and the guilt would consume
me. I’m on Ginger’s side. I think it’s
possible she saw her. And, let’s not
forget that she is very sick and when people get that close to death, they can
see things we can’t.”
My dad threw his head back in
disgust. “You two are exhausting. I’m going to get a drink. The cafeteria has to have something other than
this stuff they have up here.”
I laughed as he walked out.
Dave sat in the chair next to
the bed where my dad was. “This has been
a crazy month. First Whitney, now you. I
don’t know what I’m going to do about Zane. I used to go to my mom for advice, but even
she’s gone.” He ran a hand through his
hair.
My mom smiled. “Zane is depressed. He loved Whitney so much that having her gone
is almost unbearable. I know.”
He hung his head. “Yes, I get that. They were perfect for each other. When you think of soul mates, you think of
them. But, looking for her at the bottom
of a bottle isn’t good for him, or the girls.”
I stepped quietly over to
listen more intently. Hearing Zane’s
name made my heart go pitter-patter and I yearned to be with him. Dave was right, I knew the moment I met Zane
that he was the one. He was my soul
mate. Even though I wasn’t with him, I
still felt that. We were still meant to be together for eternity. I just had to
get him to see that was possible.
My mom reached out and took his
hand. He glanced up with a sad smile.
“You know, while I saw Whitney
she talked to me about some things. I’m
not sure how it works, but maybe after I figure it all out, I can help him,
too.”
He covered their joined hands
with his other one and stared at them. “What
if it’s too late by then?”
She sat up straighter. “Then you, Uncle Dave, better make sure you
have princess wall décor, because those girls will need you.”
My chest tightened around my
heart, making it impossible to beat. I
needed to find Zane. I needed to help my
girls. I threw my head back and groaned.
Why was dying so hard?
“Want me to come?” Brother
Hendricks asked.
“How’d you know that I was
going anywhere?”
He chuckled. “Because I know you, and you can’t leave
anyone alone; not when they need you.”
I nodded. “Yeah, it would be nice if you came. I almost wish Sarah and Brother Furtz were
here, too.”
“We’ll be back there before you
know it.”
“I know, it’s just strange
because Sarah’s been there for me since I died, so going through this without
her makes me feel almost empty. Not that
you aren’t great.”
He smiled. “No, I get it. Brother Furtz is amazing and
has helped me in so many ways.”
I met him at the door. “I guess it’s time to spread our wings and
fly.”
He raised a brow. “Hey, speaking of wings.”
“Yeah?”
“Are we angels, or are we
ghosts?”
I laughed. “I don’t think we are either, but if I had to choose
one, I think ghosts.” Glancing at my mom
and Dave one more time, I left the room for the first time since entering it.
Brother Hendricks gave me a
sideways glance. “So ghosts?”
I shrugged. “Well, we’re here walking in the halls of a
hospital, yet no one can see us. Um,
hello, that is creepy. I don’t care who
you are.”
A man in a white suit came
around the corner. He tipped his head
our way as he passed. I stopped and
turned to see him enter the room with the old man.
“Yeah. I’m definitely going with ghosts.”
Blurb
Following her violent death, Whitney assumed she’d go to Heaven, since good people don’t go to Hell. Or do they? Trapped in Spirit Prison and forced to face the man who killed her, Whitney realizes just how far from Heaven she truly is.
The Dark Ones, intent on having every soul share the darkness with them, gives Whitney an ultimatum that will determine the fate of her loved ones—both alive and dead. Tempted on all sides and crippled with guilt, she must learn to have faith for a chance at having an eternity in Heaven, or she will forever be lost in an inescapable Hell.
Soul Deep is a full length LDS Fiction novel
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