Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband - Chapter 307

Chapter 307: The founding lane gossip mill.

Phoebe repeated after the spirit, relaying its words to David.

“I have never made one personally, but I have heard a story of such a talisman being crafted. It was a bracelet made on the order of Brian Castille of the red eyed family for his wife that was suffering from an illness of the mind.

This was long before the founding families traveled to Fog country and settled down here, I think the year was 1695, a time when it was not safe to be a woman with a troubled mind.

Witchcraft was highly frowned upon in those days, one wrong move and you would be burned. Brian’s wife had what you people call bipolar disorder in these modern days but back then it was known as possession by a demon. She would become angry and hostile suddenly, talk to herself, cut her wrists and problems like that.

A woman like that would have been abandoned if it was any other man in those days but she was lucky, she had a face that no man could resist.

Brian was the town lord’s son and he was madly in love with her. At the height of the witch hunts, he provided protection, food and asylum to some witches in exchange for an amulet that would keep her clear headed all the time.

The witches made him a bracelet which was named the amulet of serene thought and it was passed down in the family. It worked like a charm, I remember that girl was not troubled ever again, she was always sunny and calm until the day of her death.

If you need to take a look at it, I suggest that you visit the Castille family.”

Even though David could not see the Saxon spirit, he heard the story loud and clearly.

“I have a friend from the Castille family, I will make a call.” David said.

“You have friends.” Phoebe snorted. “Never mind,” she turned to the Saxon spirit. “How old are you?”

From the way the story had been narrated, the Saxon spirit had personally witnessed the changes in Brian Castille’s wife. It had even described her beauty like it had seen her in person.

“Who cares, age is just a number.” It answered and vanished.

“And you are a liar.” Phoebe said to the air.

If she assumed that the Saxon spirit had been alive since 1695, she would be at least three hundred thirty years old. But, she was not human so did it even matter?

“I have sent Arrow a message, he will find out more about the bracelet and bring it to me if he finds it. If he does not…..” he broke off and looked at Phoebe with hopeful eyes.

“I will look into it, but you should know that I will be charging highly.”

“Yes madam.” he answered.

She sneered. “Who is your madam?”

“It’s what your brother calls Shana, I am just borrowing his words.” David chuckled.

Phoebe put a hand over her mouth and she laughed. “Madam, really!”

David nodded. “I heard about it from Valerie who heard about it from Natalie Chapman and she got it from Lisa McNewie .”

“Oh my God, the founding lane gossip mill moves really fast. “Speaking of my brother and his girlfriend, I cannot believe that he has not introduced her to me. I am the only one in the family that is yet to meet her.”

“He is probably traumatized from the complications which arose from his mixing Ruth and his girlfriends together. I heard Kelly accused him of having an inappropriate relationship with Ruth and this was around the time when it was discovered that she was not a Mayfair.” David reminded her.

“Ooh, I heard about that,” she leaned closer with a big smile on her face. “How did you hear about this? It happened in the gardens of my family home and it doesn’t sound like something that would fall into the ears of outsiders easily.”

David leaned closer too and he whispered, “Your grandmother talked to my grandmother about her worries, my aunt Zoe happened to overhear and she told Dickson’s mother who supplied it to everyone else.”

Phoebe moaned, “Ooh, the cursed founding lane gossip mill strikes again.”

“There is nothing secret on founding lane.” David said.

Phoebe agreed. “Nothing at all, not even bedroom affairs are sacred anymore, I heard that Helian Darling was caught cheating on his wife with the girl that works in the pharmacy down the lane. Apparently, Mrs. Barbie Darling dragged her husband to the car with his pants down.” She bent and lowered her head even more. “They say he had a leash around that part.”

She pointed her finger in the direction of his crotch. “Evelyn says that the Darling’s are swingers in some sort of arrangement with the girl and her boyfriend but Mr. Darling has been showing a little too much interest in the girl.”

David choked on the juice which he had just taken, he coughed a few times and put down the glass.

“Swingers!” he exclaimed.

“Mmm.” Phoebe nodded.

“Where in the world did Evelyn hear this?” he quizzed.

Phoebe shrugged, she did not know, she was just doing her part as a member of the founding families which inevitably gave her a membership in the founding lane gossip mill.

“It’s too bad nobody got pictures, I would have loved to see that.” Phoebe chuckled.

“Absolutely not, you do not need to look at any other leashed men’s privates. If that’s what you are into, we can discuss it and…”

“Eew.” she said.

“It’s a suggestion.” David laughed.

“And I will probably have to wash my mind with bleach to get the image out, thanks a lot Saxon.” she joked.

They continued to laugh and joke, sharing things that they had heard from here and there about different people on the lane. Slowly, with one laugh at a time, all the tension of the day melted away from their shoulders.

In the space, America was watching them, she was the only ghost still interested in the progress of their affairs.

“What do you think?” The Saxon spirit asked her.

“I think they balance each other out, both understand that they need each other and deep under the surface, the love they have for each other is strong.

From what you have told me about their story, she understood his burdens in the past and chose to support him, in this life, he is doing the same for her while choosing to give up the things that weighed him down previously.

There is pain and hurt which they need to work through but as long as they get past it, there is a large possibility that they will be happy.” America looked at Saxon spirit and she reminded her of an important fact.

“I am not a god of course; I cannot accurately predict the momentum of their relationship or the future. They have just gone from fighting to talking and laughing without coming to any clear conclusions about where they stand now.

At some point, they might pick up this fight from where they left off or just ignore it and move on completely. I guess they will only know where the relationship stands after destroying their mutual enemy.”

“In that case, I am going to give you an open invitation, please stay with us longer, the two cannot separate or else they will be destroyed once again and so will their loved ones.” The Saxon spirit requested of America.