CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED and THIRTY
“How does it work?” Quanshay asked.
“Who was Phillis to you?” Delphie asked.
“To me?” Quanshay asked.
“She was. . .” Quanshay was surprised at her emotions. “I. . . I mean. . .”
Delphie waited for Quanshay to find her words.
“She lived in our house when I was a child,” Quanshay said. “She was in our house when my husband, Royce, came to live with us. He was just a little boy. 5 or 6? He’s not sure. I was five.”
“Oh,” Delphie said with a smile. “That’s who ‘Royce’ is.”
“She liked Royce,” Quanshay said.
“She does,” Delphie said with a grin.
“I lived with my grandparents and she lived with us,” Quanshay said. “She was so old. So old. She could be hard. She said she did it so that I would be a great person, but sometimes she was just hard. I don’t know. She was very old — we thought that she was over 100 years old or maybe a lot older — and she’d gone through hell and. . .”
Quanshay gave a little shrug.
“I loved her from the deepest part of myself,” Quanshay said. “I think she loved me. But. . . I. . . I’m kind of babbling.”
“She’s listening,” Delphie said.
“Why is she here?” Quanshay dared to ask.
“She wants to encourage you to do more,” Delphie said.
“Do more?” Quanshay snorted. “I’m exhausted from everything I’m doing right now!”
“She thinks that you should be more than a nail technician,” Delphie said. “She talked to you about being a lawyer?”
Quanshay squinted at Delphie and then scowled.
“I’m trying to remember,” Quanshay said. “She always said that she ‘had the gift.’”
“Of second sight?” Delphie asked.
“She saw something in you,” Delphie said. “And Royce. She is saying something. I’m not quite sure what it means. Would you mind if I just repeat what she is saying? It might mean something to you.”
Quanshay gave Delphie a nervous nod.
“She says. . . uh. . .” Delphie fell silent as if she was listening. “You been spending too much time on them kids and not enough time. . .”
“With your books,” Quanshay whispered along with Delphie. Quanshay added, “She used to say that I was too caring. I needed to be more selfish. I just. . . I don’t know where I would. . . I mean, I know that she’s right I just. . . I mean, Royce is deployed and I. . .”
“She’s just shaking her head and making this sound. . .” Delphie sucked in a breath between her teeth.
Quanshay gave a rueful laugh.
“I know that sound,” Quanshay said. “The truth is that I found all that law stuff to be boring. I want to help people, I mean. . .”
“Like medicine?” Delphie asked.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow...
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