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began to run between their palms by
locking gazes again.
    “Where are you headed?” Parker asked, hoping
to break the mushiness of the moment she was witnessing. Maggie
glanced briefly at Parker before returning her gaze to the dark
woman who was still holding her hand softly. She suddenly wondered
how she and Brigit had managed to never cross paths before this
moment in time.
    “Oh, I, uh, I left a few things in the car. I
was just headed back to get them,” Maggie answered.
    “Do you need a hand?” Brigit asked, suddenly
not wanting to leave the smaller woman’s side ever.
    “Uh, I, no, I think I can manage it. It won’t
take long,” Maggie promised. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”
    “Okay, then,” Parker said quickly. She was
getting bored with the moment. “Bree, give Maggie her hand back,”
she instructed, punching her best friend in the shoulder. Brigit
looked at her in surprise before realizing what she had been told
to do. Reluctantly, she released Maggie’s hand.
    “I’ll be back in a minute,” Maggie promised.
She hadn’t wanted the dark woman to let her hand go; but she was on
an errand and she was suddenly sure it was somewhat awkward for
Parker to be in the middle of a meeting of souls.
    “We’ll see you then,” Parker interjected
before Brigit could say anything. She pulled on Brigit’s arm, but
Brigit remained where she stood. Instead, Brigit turned to watch
Maggie Devon continue on her way, a devilish smile coming to her
face.
    “What’s so funny?” Parker asked when she
finally noticed Brigit’s smile.
    “That’s the woman I’m going to grow old
with,” Brigit announced.
    Parker looked down the beach at the
retreating form of Maggie Devon. She had hung out with Maggie on
many occasions and she had seen nothing special about her; but
then, Parker had a certain taste in women and Maggie Devon had
never fit that criteria.
    “What ever you say, pal,” Parker said. She
clapped Brigit on the shoulder and pulled her toward the party that
was waiting to begin on the other side of the cliff.

    They had never been apart since that day.
Maggie had returned as quickly as she had promised and found her
place beside Brigit. Before the night was done, they had kissed and
known for sure where their hearts belonged. Before the week was
out, their passions had been ignited and their love unleashed.
Before the month was over, they were living together happily
knowing they would outlast any of the relationships that had been
formed that year. They had been right in their thinking for ten
years minus one day.
    Brigit had made a promise to always take care
of Maggie. She had kept that promise.
    As she sat watching Maggie, Brigit’s thoughts
turned to her brief conversation with John Blackwick. What had he
said? He had a job offer. What kind of job could a ghost do? And,
what was an opportunity to remain ? Brigit couldn’t imagine
leaving Maggie’s side. She was a ghost now. She could stay with
Maggie every minute of every day if she wanted to – and she did.
What other option could there be?
    “Everything is all cleaned up.”
    Maggie and Brigit looked to the hall and saw
Mama Dee emerging. There was a weary look on her aged face. Brigit
thought she had never seen the woman suddenly looking her age of
sixty-three. Mama Dee had been with Maggie almost every minute for
the last week. Her grief over the loss had etched itself into her
black eyes and the dark circles underneath looked purple on her
black skin. She had lost one of her babies, one of the children she
was proud to claim.
    “Thank you, Mama,” Maggie sighed.
    “You want me to stay with you tonight?” Mama
Dee offered.
    “No, that’s okay. I’ll be okay,” Maggie
replied as she stood. She wrapped her arms around the little old
woman that had been her rock during the last week. “I think we both
need to get some rest.”
    “Okay then,” Mama Dee said as she patted the
younger woman’s back. “You holler if you need