Excerpt from DISTANT WAVES
by Suzanne Weyn
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Chapter 14
Spirit Vale, 1911-1912
My reckless in taking off for New York City was almost forgotten in Mother’s shouting and weeping over Mimi’s departure. Why hadn’t I stopped her? How could I have let her go? I must not have tried hard enough to talk sense into her. It was as if I had been the older sister and could have somehow controlled Mimi. Mother decried the terrible loss of Mimi has “irresponsible” of me.
The entire town took up my disgrace. Aunty Lily said I had been the one who tricked her into driving us to Buffalo, when in actuality it had been Mimi’s idea. Princess Running Deer did a Native American spirit ceremony to try to contact Mimi’s living spirit to make sure she was safe. When no response came, Mother went into fits of distress, crying for days, certain some harm had come to her.
Amelie and Emma provided unexpected comfort in a weird sort of way. One night at dinner, Emma suddenly stood up at the table and began to rock slightly as a faraway look came into her eyes. The same strange distance appeared in Amelie’s expression.
“I have found her,” Emma spoke in a trancelike voice, softer and gentler than her normal tone.
“Who are you?” Mother asked cautiously.
“It’s me, Mother. Amelie.”
We all looked to Amelie, but she gave no indication of being aware of us. Why had Emma said she was Amelie?
From Distant Waves. Copyright © 2009 by Suzanne Weyn. All rights reserved.
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