The Angel of San Diego

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Chapter 25 - The Secret Chamber

Robin kissed the Auburn Angel. Then he pulled his face back to where his nose was almost touching hers. Looking into her sparkling emerald eyes he said, “I don’t think I have ever really been in love before. All the other times I was just kidding myself. I’ve finally found…”

He was interrupted by sound of the phone ringing in the hall. He tried to ignore it, but it persisted.

“I’ve finally found…”

The ringing seemed to get louder and more demanding. Robin opened his eyes. He realized he was lying in his own in bed staring at his bedroom ceiling. Damn that phone! It’s always interrupting my best dreams! He rolled to his right and looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table. Seven a.m. – Who in the world would be calling at this hour? A moan from behind him gave him a start. He rolled over. There lying beside him was the Auburn Angel sound asleep. I must be dreaming again – wait a minute!

He wasn’t dreaming. Malissa was there in his bed. As his head cleared, he remembered that shortly after he went to bed, she had sneaked into his room and joined him. Now I am in trouble. How am I going to explain this to Nancy?

“You don’t have to,” Nancy said from the doorway.

Robin got a sudden rush of panic. “I…”

“I’m not a prude, Robin. We’re all adults here.” she interrupted. “I also know you two belong together. It will make me very happy to see you two married in a church service someday, but you are already married in psychic terms. I just came up to tell you that Lt. Hawk is on his way over. Something’s happened.”

Robin sat up, “What’s happened?”

“We’ve got another missing girl. I’ll see you downstairs.” She closed the door. Her footsteps could be heard descending the stairs.

Robin’s heart sank. Malissa stirred awake.

“What have you finally found, Robin? You left without finishing…” She stopped when she saw Robin’s ashen face.

“What’s wrong?” As soon as she said it, she realized, “Oh no, Robin! Not another one,” she said helplessly.

Robin put his hands over his face. Malissa put her arms around him and held him gently.

“It’s not your fault, darling.”

“I just wish I could have given them more… enough to catch him. Even with my gifts I was unable to stop him from doing it again.”

“More?” she said. “I’ve never heard of a psychic who could have told them half as much as you have.”

“Maybe, but…”

“Enough buts, love. Let’s go downstairs. Our job just got more urgent and you can’t afford to waste any time thinking about what you wish you could have done or should have done.”

“I’m okay, Malissa. I’m just frustrated. You’ve healed me, my sweet. If you hadn’t been here, who knows how many things would have gotten broken from flying around the room just now,” he chuckled halfheartedly.

“Really? Darn! I would like to have seen that,” She smiled at him and then kissed him. He kissed her back.

As their lips parted he said, “Our job?”

“Like it or not, I’m in this with you. We’re partners,” she replied.

Robin looked into her green eyes, smiled, and kissed her again.

A few minutes later they were seated around the kitchen table drinking their morning tea. Amanda floated into the room and sat in the empty chair.

“Good morning Amanda,” Robin said. “Sorry if I sounded angry with you last night, but we mortals do need our privacy.”

“It’s okay. I understand.”

“I knew I was forgetting something!” Malissa exclaimed. “Mother, Robin says that you used to play with Amanda Potts when you were a child.”

“Yes, I did. I didn’t know she was a spirit. I thought I made her up. Now she’s back – Or rather, I can see and hear her again.”

“But Mother, I played with her too.”

“What? You never mentioned her to me.”

“I never mentioned her because she was my pretend friend. She wasn’t real. At least I didn’t think she was. I can’t believe this.”

“Small world isn’t it?” said Robin.

“But if she’s real, how come I don’t see her now?”

Nancy sat down at the table. “I couldn’t see her either until the other night. Like you, I had convinced myself she wasn’t real so I stopped seeing her. Seeing dead people isn’t exactly a pastime that children enjoy. There were probably other spirits that frightened you so much that you just shut off the ability. You can turn it on again if you want to badly enough.”

“Really…? That’s cool! I want to try. Where is she now?”

“Sitting in that chair across from you,” said Robin. “Say hello to Malissa, Amanda.”

“Hello, Malissa.”

“Did she say something? I didn’t hear anything. Oh, and I don’t see her either. Darn!” She sounded disappointed.

“It takes a lot of concentration, dear,” Nancy said. Just focus on the chair and relax your eyes. You can see her aura if you concentrate.”

Malissa looked at the empty chair. There was something there. She could feel it. A smoky cloud seemed to be forming. “Yes. I can see something!” she said excitedly.

Amanda giggled. “She’s trying too hard, Nancy. Tell her to relax.”

“I am relaxed! I… wait a minute! I heard her voice! I can’t see her clearly yet, but… Hold on…” The vapor started taking the shape of her childhood friend. “There you are! I don’t believe it! Amanda Potts… after all these years!”

“If you don’t believe it perhaps I should leave,” Amanda Potts joked.

“No! No! Don’t leave! I believe in you!”

“I feel like I’m in the remake of Peter Pan. The next thing we’ll have to do is clap our hands,” Robin quipped.

Amanda Potts laughed. Nancy frowned at him and Malissa stuck her tongue out at him.

“Hey! That wasn’t nice!”

“Serves you right,” said Nancy firmly. “Malissa is just excited about being able to see her the way we do.”

“She’s just as I remembered her,” Malissa said.

“You don’t have to talk about her like she wasn’t here. Talk to her: she can speak for herself,” Nancy said.

“She was a big help at the graveside last night,” Robin said. “I forgot to thank you properly, Amanda Potts.”

“That’s okay Robin. I was glad I could help.”

“She was there?” asked Malissa. “How can that be? You always said that spirits have to stay within the area of their original manifestation and that would mean she couldn’t leave the house or grounds.”

“It’s a little more complicated than that, Malissa,” Robin began. “She’s not your usual ghost.”

“Then what is she?”

“I think I’ll let your mother field that one.”

Malissa looked at her mother questioningly. Amanda giggled again. “Well?” Malissa asked.

“Well…it seems that her reason for staying when I was a child was resolved a few years after I left for college.”

“Really? Then why is she still here? How come she was here to play with me?”

“Well…The reason she was here – is here – is that she was promoted, so to speak.”

“Are you sure we should let Nancy tell her?” Amanda Potts asked Robin with a grin on her face.

Malissa looked at Amanda Potts and Robin and raised her left eyebrow.

“You’re probably not going to believe this, but she’s your mother’s Guardian Angel,” Robin said.

Malissa sat in surprised silence. “Well that explains a lot,” she finally said.

“I beg your pardon?” Robin said.

“Well, mother likes to swing on my swing set and she seems to have more fun at Disneyland than most ten year olds.”

Amanda giggled. Robin chuckled.

“What?” Malissa demanded.

“I love you… That’s what. I’d kiss you if there weren’t a child present.”

“Don’t let that stop you, dear. Remember she’s older than any of us,” Malissa said.

Robin looked at Amanda Potts and asked, “Would you mind?”

“Of course not, silly,” she said. “I saw you do that yesterday on the porch.”

Robin leaned over and kissed Malissa gently on the lips. Amanda giggled again.

“You know, it’s not very romantic to have you giggling every time I kiss her.”

“Sorry,” she giggled again.

“Oh my goodness!” Malissa exclaimed.

“What’s the matter now?” Nancy asked.

“I just realized that I wasted a whole year in France looking for ghosts when Amanda Potts was right here under my nose!”

They all laughed.

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