Only The Dead Don't Die | Book 4 | Finding Home Popovich, A.D. (any book recommendations txt) 📖

Katy whimpered on and on like a sad puppy. “You have to go then. I can’t make my hungry tummy go away.”

“You have to be smarter than the sickness. So, I just became a vegetarian. Now, I hardly ever want meat,” Twila explained. It had been way harder than that, but she shouldn’t worry Katy.

“Here, I saved my yummy cookie just for you.” Twila tossed the MRE cookie to the table.

Katy with a Y put the whole package into her mouth.

“Silly.” Twila giggled. “You have to take off the wrapper first. Don’t you remember?”

“Uh-huh, but it doesn’t matter. All I want is meat.”

“Like my mommy always tells me, and you should listen to her ’cause she is very, very smart. You have to discipline yourself to do the things you don’t want to do. Like brushing your teeth.” Twila would never-ever skip brushing her teeth again after seeing Katy’s cruddy teeth. She thought Mommy had made up the part about her teeth turning all black and rotting out.

“Nobody makes me brush my teeth anymore.” Katy gobbled down the cookie, wrapper and all.

Katy was going to have a bad tummy ache. Twila better start the healing session. She leaned over the fence for direct energy flow. Phew, Katy stunk. She needed a three-day bath.

“I do not!” Katy yelled. “You are mean.”

Oopsy, didn’t mean for Katy to see that thought. Twila was always getting in trouble for telling the truth. But she wasn’t supposed to lie either. Grown-ups had too many complicated rules.

“My life is better than yours. I can do whatever I want,” Katy with a Y huffed.

She would try one of Mommy’s tricks to get Katy to do something she didn’t want to do. “There’s a creek by the railroad tracks. If you are nice to me and take a bath, I’ll bring you a pretty dress.” Twila wasn’t allowed to wear the pretty dress in the closet since she had to pretend to be a boy. Twila imagined the pink and red rose dress in her mind, letting Katy see it.

Katie gasped. “Do you mean it?” Katy’s black aura spun a little faster, but it was mainly old toxic energy.

“Honest me.” It was going to take lots and lots of healing. Hmm, Ella’s special tea might heal her faster. All kinds of ideas ran through her head. This is going to be so much fun. But the dress wouldn’t match her yucky holey shoes. “Do your feet hurt?” A crippling pain took over Twila’s feet just looking at Katy’s shoes.

“Kinda.”

Katy was sicker than she thought. “Okay, so let’s meet here when it’s safe, and I will practice my healing on you. The first rule, you have to drink water. Lots and lots. It will make you feel better.”

“You’re not so smart.” Katy scrunched her mouth into a ball. “We don’t have to drink water anymore.”

No wonder they were so sick. Twila almost forgot. “Here’s the pretty fairy doll. Catch.”

Katy with a Y clapped her filthy hands together. And missed. She snatched the doll from the ground. “Pretty hair.” Katy tried to smile.

“Now, sit on the table so I can send you magical healing energies. Hey! You can’t eat the doll! Sit,” she said in Mommy’s bossy voice. Now she understood why Mommy got so poopy sometimes. Teaching was hard.

“Okay. It doesn’t taste like anything anyway.” It took Katy several tries to climb the table.

“She’s so pretty.” Katy glided the doll in the air.

Twila decided to try sitting on the fence again. Just as she put one foot over the fence, Katy grabbed her foot. Twila jerked her leg back. “You can’t eat my sneakers, either. I’ll get in trouble. And if I get in trouble, I’ll never be able to see you again,” Twila tried reasoning.

Katy looked up at her with her bulging, red-rimmed eyes and held up the shoe with a shaky hand. Twila snatched it back. Their fingers touched. Pain overtook every cell of Twila’s body. Poor Katy, how could she take all that pain?

Twila threw the shoe to the patio. “Young lady, sit on the table this very instant! And play with the fairy doll. Oh, and tell me if you feel my healing energy.”

“Okay.”

Twila stood on the chair and peered deep into Katy’s etheric field. Her etheric body swirled with yucky energies. Anger tried to take over. No, I’m not supposed to get mad at it. She sent Katy strong blasts of sparkly-light energy as a test to see how much power she had today. Would Katy notice anything? Slowly, her dark murky etheric field turned gray. It was working a little.

“Do you feel anything?”

“I feel kinda different. Not so mad—about every single thing.” Katy went into a goofy fit of snorty laughter.

A different voice interrupted Twila’s mind. Uh-oh. Mommy was looking for her. “Gotta go. I’ll call you when I can come out and play again. Maybe after lunch. Listen very carefully to my thoughts,” Twila said in her internal voice. “Bye.”

Twila ran to the dangling ladder. Oopsy. She grabbed her shoe and then hurried up the wobbly ladder. Somehow, she knew Mommy would get mad at her if she knew about the healing session. So, Twila sat in the corner on the balcony and pretended to pick out a picture to color from the stack of coloring books.

“Twila, I’ve been looking for you,” Mommy said in her scolding voice.

“I’m right here. Enjoying the lovely day.” It was something Mommy would say.

“Young lady, why is the ladder down?” Mommy started rolling it up with the wind-up wheel.

“I was testing it.” Twila shrugged inwardly. It was sort of the truth.

“Don’t do that again without an adult. Do you understand?” Jeez Louise. Mommy was about to get flipping mad.

“Sorry.” Twila gave