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Chapter Four Hundred and Ninety-six: To the mine (part one)


(part one)

Sunday morning — 7:52 a.m.

Outside of Leadville, Colorado

The road ended at the sheer rock face of a mountain, and Jacob pulled the SUV to a stop. Jacob slowly rolled the SUV until the bumper hit the grey rock.

“Is this the mine?” Yvonne asked.

“Sort of,” Jacob said.

“I don’t see it,” Yvonne said.

“We have to hike from here,” Jacob said.

He looked over at Yvonne. She was the most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on. She glowed with a fragile innocence which made her all the more beautiful. She was also the strongest people he’d ever met. His instinct was to protect her. He also knew that any effort on his part to do protect her would be seen by her as an insult.

“You think you can you make it?” Jacob couldn’t keep himself from asking.

Yvonne snorted a mocking laugh at his question and got out of the vehicle. Chuckling at Yvonne, Abi got out of the back. They met Jacob beside the SUV. He pointed to a thin, narrow goat path that was almost invisible to their eyes.

“If you’ve never been here before, how do you know where to go?” Yvonne asked.

“My mother’s spirit is standing right there,” Jacob said.

Yvonne looked at Abi, and Abi nodded. Yvonne waved to where she thought Celia might be. Smiling at Yvonne, Jacob started up the path. Yvonne followed him and Abi took the rear. When Jacob glanced back, Abi was holding her sharp spear. A quiver of arrows was tied behind her neck and her bow was in her other arm. He had a vague sense that he should have brought a weapon. He was just about to ask Abi when Yvonne spoke.

“I sometimes think I’d like to do that,” Yvonne said.

“Do what?” Jacob asked.

“See ghosts,” Yvonne said.

“Who would you like to see?” Jacob asked.

“I’d hope to see Martin Luther King or maybe Joan of Arc,” Yvonne said. “But I figure that I’d just be harassed by the Spider.”

Yvonne shrugged.

“Do you think he’ll be here at the mine?” Yvonne’s voice was light, but Jacob could hear a low level panic in it.

“No,” Jacob said. “I know for a fact that he’s wondering somewhere else.”

“See, like that,” Yvonne said. “How do you know that?”

“My mother sent him there,” Jacob said.

“Celia?” Yvonne visibly brightened. “I loved Celia. I never had even one time thought about where his spirit might wind up, but I know that you’re right. If Celia had anything to say about it, that Spider is long gone. She was a great friend.”

Jacob grinned. Yvonne and his mother had been friends from the moment they’d met, standing in Dionne’s kitchen, right after Yvonne and Rodney had arrived in town. He turned to look down the path at her. She was right behind him. She gave him a dazzling smile and he laughed.

“Why did you laugh?” Yvonne asked.

“Your light,” Jacob said. “It’s uplifting.”

“We’ll put that on your list of powers,” Abi said.

“What?” Yvonne asked.

“Your power of light,” Abi said.

Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…

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