It’s been a while since I’ve said this, but Chapter Twenty-one is finished.
Now, yes: I finished Chapter Twenty-eight a couple of weeks back, so I have said this before. But I started Chapter Twenty-one a long time back and now, really now, it’s done. Complete. Fin. And it didn’t take a lot time to finish it up.
So what happens? Not a lot. Just a bit of advice about spirits who may or may not have your best interests at heart:
(The following excerpts from The Foundation Chronicles, Book Three: C For Continuing, copyright 2016, 2017, 2018 by Cassidy Frazee)
Annie needed a second to absorb Deanna’s comment. “That’s possible, but—”
“I wouldn’t imagine The Phoenix could be that mean to one of us.”
“Not mean?” Deanna chuckled dryly. “She’s put students in the hospital because of whatever happened during their E and As.” She glanced at Kerry as if to ensure he was still asleep. “Her being mean to use is like us being mean to a microbe: I means absolutely nothing. She may find us interesting, but only in the way we may find a far lesser form of life interesting: it’s there to study, but not much beyond that.”
As interesting as Annie found the old spirit, Deanna’s words touched her considerably. As Kerry has said before, The Phoenix’s way of thinking, her motivations, her emotional responses—if she had them—were completely alien to them and they’d never be able to understand why she did some of the things she did. It’s entirely possible Deanna is correct about what The Phoenix did to Kerry—but that’s the past. So how do we handle future encounters? Ignore her? Somehow I don’t believe she’ll allow that to happen…
She figured the person best to answer that question was next to her. “What should Kerry or I do if we encounter her again?”
Deanna shrugged. “Be cordial and don’t give her any attitude. She seems to respond well friendly conversation.” She looked away for a moment. “I don’t believe she’d hurt you if you’re projecting or walking in the Astral Realm, but one can never tell. The less you do to antagonize her, the better.”
“So just be her friend.”
“If that works, yes.”
Annie nodded. “I’ll do just that.” She looked down at the still sleeping Kerry. “I’ll tell him when he awakens.”
Deanna looked at him as well. “Maybe we should wake him.”
“No.” Annie ran her fingers through his soft, ginger hair. “He needs his rest.”
The thing we keep coming back to is that we can’t possibly know why The Phoenix does some of the shit she does, so just hang loose and try not to piss her off, ’cause she could kill you if she’s in the mood. Isn’t she wonderful?
Now, it’s time to move on–and I knew just where I’m going…