“The Calling” Scene 4: “The Trip”

The remainder of May passed quickly it wasn’t long before Penny was facing the first day of summer vacation. She wanted to visit with Kemena, but she and her mother were heading south to Las Cruces to visit her aunt, and it would be a week before she’d see her again.

That first Saturday they did little but sit around the house and relax. However, before bed, Penny’s mother told her that they would do something next day—something that she thought Penny would enjoy. She went to bed that night wondering what it was that her mother had in mind—

She was going to have to wait until morning to find out.

Leigh had breakfast ready at seven sharp. The moment breakfast was finished she told Penny to throw a few things in her backpack and head for the car, for she had all the things they needed for their trip. Penny did is told and headed out to the Jeep SUV parked in the middle of the two car garage.

A few moments later Leigh appeared with a weekender bag that she threw in the back seat. They pulled out of the garage and headed north through the San Gabriel subdivision where they lived before turning left on Montgomery Boulevard. They followed at west until they reached I-25; Leigh turned right and headed north on interstate.

After they driven a couple of miles Penny finally asked her they were heading. Her mother looked over from her seat and smiled. “Were heading up to Placitas.” She gave her daughter a broad wink. “I have a surprise.”

It didn’t take long to get to Placitas. They were traveling for about twenty-five minutes before Leigh took a hard left off of New Mexico 165 begin driving up into the low mountains. Penny had never been here before, but just looking at the houses told her that the people living here had far more money than them. “Where are we going, Mama?”

They finally pulled up to the driveway the climbed up the slope of the hill to a large house. There was a gate at the top, but Leigh punched in a code on the keypad near the gate which opened it for them. As they drove in the gate closed behind them.

Penny had never seen a house like this. It was far bigger than theirs, maybe three times larger, and there was a high fence leading off from the right of the garage and from the left of the main house. “What is this place?”

“They’re a client: I’m doing landscaping for them.” She brought the Jeep to a stop, parked it, and turned off the engine. “They’re in Europe for the summer, so the house is empty.

They gave me the codes to unlock the fence gate so I can get into the back to work; they also told me I could come appear anytime I wanted.” She pulled the keys out of the ignition and drop them in her purse, then opened the driver’s door. “Let’s do this, Honey.”

Penny was still confused as to why they were here. “Do what, Mama?”

Lee smiled back at her daughter. “We’re going to go swimming.”

“The Calling” Scene 3: “The Urge”

“I was under for how long?”

After being dragged off the bottom of the pool Leigh Ann took Penny home. After asking a couple of questions and ride home, Penny realized she wouldn’t get any information from her mother until they were alone. She waited until they were inside and sitting in the dining room before asking her question.

Leigh looked at her daughter with great concern for nearly ten seconds before answering. “You were under for three minutes before I jumped in and pulled you out.”

“Three minutes?” Penny had trouble accepting that. From her point of view, it didn’t seem as if she’d been under that long. “I’ve never held my breath that long before.”

Her mother reached over and patted her on the hand. “That’s because you’ve never been in the water before.”

“What do you mean by that?” Penny had never heard such a statement before. It wasn’t something her mother would normally say.

Leigh shook her head. “I don’t mean anything, honey.” She patted her daughter’s hand again. “Why don’t you take a bath and get cleaned up while I start supper?”

The rest of this night went well. Penny and her mother ate dinner and watch some Netflix for Penny headed off the bed. She found it a little strange that her mother wanted to come and tuck her in, as she hadn’t done this in several years. As Penny looked up at her mother’s face she sensed something was wrong, though she didn’t know what.
The only thing she knew for certain was that her mother was looking at her far differently than she had ever before.

Penny had a dream. In it she was standing on a beach looking out over the ocean. It was nighttime and the moon was almost full. Over the crashing of the waves she thought she could hear singing along with someone—it sounded like girls—calling her name she walked down the beach until she was standing on the edge of the surf. She let the sound of the waves crash over her as the water kept coming up the beach and nibbling at her toes.

More she stared out over the dark ocean the more she wanted to throw off her pajamas and dive in. She didn’t know why she felt this way, but the urge to take this action was strong. So strong, in fact, that she slid her pajama bottoms off and stood there in just her panties and tank top. She stared up at the moon as she took a step forward into the surf—

Penny, wake up.”

Her eyes flew open as she realized she was not in bed, but standing up somewhere outside. That somewhere happened to be the edge of her neighbor’s swimming pool. Just as in her dream she had taken off her pajama bottoms and was clad only in her panties and tank top—and just like in the dream she was getting ready to step into the pool.

Penny took a couple of deep, panicky breaths and looked up at her mother. “Mama? Mama, what’s going on?”

“You were sleepwalking, honey.” Lee handed her daughter her pajama bottoms. “Put these on and let’s go home.”

Penny did as instructed and let her mother lead to her home, all the while thinking that there was far more to this than just a simple case of sleepwalking…

On Beyond the Curtain: Behold the Ghostly Hall

As you may know it was my birthday yesterday, and I was out.  Not out of it, but out after work.  Since I’m all about sharing my life, here you go:


First, dinner.  Stuffed quail on a lemon risotto.

And home-made strawberry shortcake.

Here I am enjoying my first of two glasses of wine.  Yes, I don’t look happy.  That’s because I was by myself–again–and I wasn’t feeling the love.  However, right after this the Physician General of the state, Dr. Rachel Levine, came in to have dinner with a friend, and after we chatted a bit she wished me a happy birthday.  So I had that going for me.

After dinner I headed over to the Midtown Cinema to watch Your Name, the highest grossing anime in Japan and an incredible movie.  It didn’t turn out to be anything like I was expecting and I spent most of the last half of the movie trying to keep from crying.  If you can, see this.  And see it in the original Japanese:  it’s funny hearing some of the voice acting in the movie.


Life is out of the way for now, so let’s get back to fantasy.  And that means doing a bit of sightseeing in the Astral Realm:


(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016 by Cassidy Frazee)


Kerry glanced over, keeping his eyes focused on her. “Sounds like a faint whistling or hissing, yeah?”


Deanna fielded this as she knew the answer. “That’s the Astral Wind. Anytime you’re out in the open it’s audible.”

“But what is it?”

“It’s the flow of mystical energy within the Astral Realm.” Deanna looked about. “As I told you earlier, were surrounded by mystical energy. It flows everywhere through the Astral Realm; in a sense it acts as the wind for this world. Every once in a while you’ll feel a light stinging on your face: that’s mystical energy brushing against you.”

Kerry appeared to relax now that he was growing more used the floating free without a broom below him. “Is this where the astral weather comes from? Mystical energy gathering and forming patterns?”

“That’s exactly where it comes from. And it’s a lot like the weather back in the Physical Realm: it can cause a mild inconvenience, or it can become a devastating force. When it’s the later you don’t want to be around.” She examined Kerry closely. “You think it’s okay if I let go of your hand?”

He nodded. Diana released her grip on him slowly and pulled her hand back only a few centimeters, ready to grab him in a second if it looked as if he was about to fall. Kerry took a deep breath, closed his eyes, that open them slowly as he nodded. “I got this.”

Annie floated up alongside him. “You’ll be just like me here.”

He laughed. “I’ll never be just like you.”

“Now that he’s acclimated—” Deanna pointed off in the direction of the ghostly Pentagram and Great Hall. “Let’s head over there. Ready?”


There is weather in the Astral Realm and it can get pretty nasty.  There will be a scene late in Act Three where you’ll get a chance to see just how bad it can get.  Which means we’ll be back in this area then, because how else do you see this weather, yeah

Now that Kerry can float about on his own, let’s go and look around…


As they moved off Deanna took the lead while Annie instinctively fell in behind Kerry. He flew forward well: she had only taken up position behind him to ensure that if he began to falter she could help him along. That didn’t happen, however, and he had no difficulty keeping up.

Perhaps a minute later Deanna touched down on the roof of the Great Hall’s library. With a smile she took her student’s hands and floated downward through the cavernous library to a soft landing on the first floor. She stepped away so she could face the children. “Take a look around. Notice anything unusual?”

Annie was certain Kerry noticed the same thing as she: not only were they surrounded by the ghostly structure of the Great Hall’s library, but there were also a dozen ghostly apparitions surrounded by their brilliant auras situated at various locations around the room. “Those are the students.”

“Exactly.” Deanna pointed to sitting at a nearby table apparently conversing with each other. “From here all you see is the individual’s physical outline and their aura, but one should closer it can actually make out the features. And when you become adept at reading auras, you could stand here and know exactly what they’re feeling as they converse.”

“You can see the lifelines, too.” Kerry looked at Annie. “I didn’t realize I could see ours, too. Or yours.”

“You don’t notice it because you too busy observing everything around you.” Deanna stood facing his students, her hands crossed in front of her. “I’m certain you both noticed your auras as soon as you entered the realm, and then immediately put it out of your mind. It’s the same sort of reaction you have when you check yourself in the morning before leaving the coven, and then you pay no attention to your appearance the rest of the day.”

Annie chuckled. “Or until someone points out something wrong.”

Both Deanna and Kerry laughed, with Deanna responding to the quip. “That’s so true.” She pointed toward the far wall of the library into the Rotunda beyond. “Let’s head over here.”


Snooping kids who know how to get into the Astral Realm could be a real pain in the butt if no one is watching them.  One has to assume that Deanna isn’t dishing everything about how the Realm works, because–well, instructors need to have a few secrets.

Speaking of secrets, I’m gonna go out on a limb and say we may meet someone else tomorrow…