The Lost Soul by Suzy Turner Read Free Book Online

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    "How do you know about the Lost Soul?" asked Lilly, nervously.
    "With such a strong connection to December, I know of every event with which she has been involved lately, Lilly. Might I add I am so pleased you girls found each other. I would have given almost anything to have such a friend when I was alive. But that was not meant to be."
    "Oh I see... the spell which gives a spirit her body back, albeit temporarily," said Ruby, reading over her daughter's shoulder.
    "Will this work?" asked Moira, "I thought it only worked on spirits that had recently passed away."
    Millicent nodded, "You are correct, Moira. It has only ever worked on the newly dead but I have nothing to lose... plus, with such strong witches among us today, what's the worst that could happen. I could die?" she said with a girlie giggle.
    A long laugh erupted from Ruby's mouth, "Millicent, I just knew we would get along."
    After it was decided they would carry out the spell to bring Millicent back from the dead, Ruby stayed with the spirit of her ancestor in the purple basement while Monty drove Moira, December and Lilly to Melina's store in town.
    "Wow. It's like nothing I've ever seen before. It's beautiful."
    "It certainly is, honey. I could quite easily spend hours and hours in here."
    Lilly listened to mother and daughter as all three walked in to the witch's equivalent of Aladdin's Cave. Instantly welcoming, the shop's store front contained hundreds of crystals which glistened as the sunlight hit the window, making tiny rainbows that shot in all directions, reminding Lilly of Oliver. The little crystal angels he had given her on her first birthday in Canada still hung in her bedroom giving the very same effect. Several large wooden bookshelves were laden with books of all sizes, new and old, while behind the main counter sat countless glass jars filled with all manner of herbs, spices and other cornucopia. Shelves filled with crystal balls, large and small, surrounded the shops interior. The smell of burning incense took Lilly right back to the purple basement, making her feel warm and comfortable and at ease.
    The shop also contained ornaments of all sizes, featuring dragons, witches, warlocks and more. There were cauldrons; some very small, some huge and heavy. Another section of the store was dedicated entirely to jewellery; Celtic style pagan rings, necklaces and bracelets as well as charms and tiaras which led to another room that was filled with clothes... cloaks, scarves, skirts, tops, dresses all in beautiful shades of purples, greens, oranges, blacks, etc.
    Lilly wandered in and out of the different sections of the store, eyeing up the stacks of CDs containing Celtic music to meditation sounds and music for relaxation. There were headphones where you could sample the different sounds. Lilly put them on and listened for a few moments to the sounds of dolphins and whales in the wild. She clicked the button to change the CD to hear the sounds of gentle running water and the rainforest. It almost gave her the urge to go to the toilet. With a smile, she clicked the button a second time and almost jumped as the sound of a woman's voice began to tell her to 'relax, breathe, let the negative energy exhale from your bones with a long sigh....'
    Lilly took off the headphones and looked around for December. Her attention was interrupted by the sight of a woman who looked remarkably like the singer from Fleetwood Mac. What was her name? She jumped as someone put a hand on her shoulder, "Have you seen her? She looks exactly like Stevie Nicks," said December's voice in her ear.
    "I was just thinking the same thing... even her clothes are identical."
    Lilly was only familiar with the band since December had arrived from England. Moira was such a big fan that she had all their albums and listened to them frequently.
    Suddenly the woman turned to the girls and grinned. Even though she hadn't been in hearing distance, the woman nodded. "Thanks girls... I