Chapter Twelve

She woke up in her room. She wasn’t in her mom’s place. She was back at Alex’s. She had her bath and walked down to the living room. Nobody was home. She didn’t understand where everybody went. She pulled out her phone to call her brother or his girlfriend when Alex walked through the door. He greeted her with a warm hug and a forehead kiss

“Where have you been?” She asked him.

“Making plans for mom’s burial. She is going to be consecrated into the ground till we find a way”

“Find a way to do what?” Annabelle asked her brother, trying to understand what he was saying.

“To bring her back from the dead. I heard some witches did it before and of they could do it once, they can do it again” Alex said, explaining it to her.

“Bring her back from the dead? Are you sure of what you’re saying? I know how horrible it must feel for you to lose your parent all over again but bringing someone back from the dead is out of bound! I don’t think you should mess with powers you don’t understand!”