Kelly Thompson POV

"Mom, Dad," he whispered, his voice tinged with awe, "is she a ghost?" His blue eyes flickered with a wisdom beyond his years, yet still wide with the wonder of youth.

"Not a ghost," I replied, keeping my tone even for his sake, "but a messenger from realms unseen." It was vital he understood the gravity of what transpired, yet I wished to shield him from the burden of fear.

Eden nodded, accepting this explanation as he stepped forward slightly, drawn to the enigma before ...