Season 1

Episode 1 ( part two )

~ The Myers Bedroom ~

Rolling over to keep the sun from invading through my eyes I was hoping that Andrew kept the curtains closed.

Reaching my right arm out to feel for his chest I was feeling nothing but sheets.

Turing my head I noticed that he was gone and I was so hoping that I didn't miss him on his way to work.

I groan as I push myself to get up and noticed that the curtains was in fact wide open.

" really drew, you do this every morning" I mumble while dragging my aching feet toward the bathroom.

Daily routine was calling me, but those heels that i wore last night for dinner had brought aches to my heels.

Walking out the bathroom and using a napkin to wipe my mouth I jump as I wasn't expecting to have company.

Not this early.

Closing my robe up a little more I squinted my eyes as I noticed a little girl sitting with her back facing me on the bed.

" hello...." I spoke softly not wanting to scare her away.

She didn't bother to speak back but only remain facing the window.

" my name is Grace myers, I um have this gift of talking to spirits that haven't quite.."

I stop talking as I could hear little sniffles coming from her.

I slowly began to walk a little more closer to her as she knew that I was coming.

" am I in trouble?" Her sweet voice said to me.

Frowning my brows I took a seat beside her as her cries grew more.

" trouble?... trouble for what?" I asked.

" for taking my bike even when my mother told me not to go out"

Placing my hands on her shoulder, her cries stop before she slowly turn her head to face me.

I gasp as my hand covers my mouth as I was trying hard to not cry.

" my god, sweetie what's your name"

" Amy, Amy hart please you can't tell my mom"

" what is it that your mom..."

" I have to go now"

I stood to my feet as I watch her get on her bike and disappear.

Biting my lip I look over to the nightstand where Andrew keeps his laptop.

Grabbing it I sat on the bed before looking up the little girl name.

After a couple minutes I found her.

~ A young girl dies after a bike accident ~

Amy Hart, just ten years old dies after getting hit and thrown off her bike in the middle of the night.

The trucker told the local news reporters that he wasn't able to see the little girl due to the tremendous fog that took over the roads. Unfortunately by the time he saw Amy it was too late.

I tried to catch my tears as I felt it hit my hand.

I was so hoping that Amy didn't go in such a tragic way but she did.

While I had her information pulled up I was curious to see where her mother might have been located.

" found you" I mumble with happiness.

Looking around I seen my keys on the dresser and I snatch them up.

Walking down the steps and into the kitchen I seen that Andrew left me a note and I place it to my heart.

Never would I have thought I would find the perfect men.

A British man at that.

Fumbling through my purse as I walked out the door I was greeted again by Amy.

" oh well hello there" I smiled as I walked to my car.

" I know where you going. Please she's not ready to talk about me" said Amy.

I enter my vehicle before putting it in drive.

" I have to talk to your mother. It's the only way that she can get closure and you can crossover"

Taking a quick glance over at the seat she was sitting there.

Just twirling her little fingers around.

" what If I'm not ready to crossover? I don't like seeing my mother so sad"

" trust me once you crossover you'll realize how much more there is beyond this place. Yes I know your mother will be sad but she knows where you'll be until you both meet again"

" I suppose so" Amy said as she shrug her shoulders.

I chuckled before pulling into the driveway.

Taking off my seatbelt I was a bit nervous as to what I was going to tell her mother but I know this is what needed to happen.

" okay are you..."

I stop as I noticed Amy was no longer in the car.

— • —

~ Amy's home ~

I gave the front door three pretty good, and nervous knocks as I waited for the door to open.

Second guessing my decision I turn around quickly to head back to my vehicle but the sound of the wind chimes going off cause me to turn back around.

" can I... help you?" She said with the door not completely open but just enough for me to see her eyes.

Thinking of how I was going to tell her what I wanted to I just stood there for a quick moment.

Then a smile came over me " hi mrs hart, im Grace Myers.."

" oh" she chuckled " i know who you are"

"I'm sorry?" I frown my brows.

" what I meant is that I know what you do.. the gift you have and quite frankly I'm not ready to talk about my daughter"

As she was on the verge of closing the door back I was able to stop it with the tip of my heels and my hand.

" wait please she really needs closure she told me that she can't move on knowing that you'll be sad for the rest of your life" I mention to her.

She covered her mouth before the door closed shut in my face.

I waited a few seconds and it open up a little wider.

" come in" she offered while moving over to the side giving me access to walk in.

I adjusted my jacket as I looked around the home to see endless pictures of Amy and she was so beautiful.

Sliding my fingers against one of the picture frame a gust of wind blew pass my body causing my hairs to fly back a bit.

looking over my shoulder I couldn't spot Amy but I knew she was here somewhere.

" could I get you some coffee or tea?" Mrs hart asked.

I wave my hands and shook my head no.

" no thank you" I smiled.

" oh okay well please sit"

* HEAL* by: Tom Odell

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" I wouldn't have ever thought that It would come a time where I would be burying my own daughter. It should have been the other way around" she spoke out

I watch as she rubbed her fingers back and forth across her lap.

I knew her hands was getting sweaty by the marks it was making on her light blue jeans.

" Mrs hart do you know why Amy wanted to go outside and ride her bike so badly?

She nodding her head as tears was building up.

" yes. She knew that her father was coming back home from a business trip and she just got that bike actually, and wanted him to watch her."

Mrs hart grab a couple of tissues before finishing.

" she's been learning how to ride her bike for the first time without her training wheels and she was pretty damn good at it." She laughed.

"After a couple of hours I was getting an important phone call from her father and I wanted it to be a surprise when he showed up so I just told Amy it was her aunt"

I then felt my hairs stand up as I looked over to see Amy sitting beside me listening now to her grieving mother.

" I ask her to come in because of how bad the fog was thickening up, and I knew she wasn't going to be able to see anything. But she insisted that she stayed outside and wait for her father to pull into the driveway."

" I was so caught up in the conversation with her father that I forget Amy was even still outside and the fog became even worse."

Mrs hart stop for a moment and I was trying my best to hold back my tears.

" I should have push her more to come inside the house but I didn't and when I release that she was still outside I walked out the front door to find her ridding in the road. The only way that I was able to spot her was from her shoes... they lit up"

" she's here" i announced to mrs hart and she began to cry.

" oh my gosh my baby. Mommy misses you so much Amy. Im so sorry that this had to happen to you"

" ask her if I'm still in trouble" Amy said to me.

" um, Amy wanted to know if she was still in trouble?"

" wha...no honey it wasn't your fault he didn't see you and he felt so terrible about what happened"

" if you don't mind me asking why does she think she would be in trouble?"

" because I kept telling her to come Inside it wasn't safe to ride her bike anymore, but she insisted that she wanted to wait for her father. She told me that she'll wait in the driveway but unfortunately she didn't"

" tell my mother that I'm so sorry an..and if only I would have listen to her I would probably still be here"

" mrs hart Amy wanted you know that she is so sorry for not listening to you and had she done what you told her she would probably still be here with the both of you"

" oh sweetie I'm not upset with you at all I forgave you as soon as it happen. I will always love you whether you were here or in heaven. You will always be my baby girl."

" tell my mother that I know who killed me an..and I know he didn't mean to do it"

I looked over at Amy who had the most beautiful smile on her face as she was in a form of peace and ready to crossover.

" Amy said she knows who took her life and the man feels so sorry about that.. do you happen to know who it was? it never said a name online"

Mrs hart nodded her head as she reach in her table draw and pass me over a newspaper.

" the man that ended Amy life was her father." Said mrs hart.

My eyes grew big as I continue to read the paper.

" oh... I'm so sorry that this happen to you"

" no, no please I've came to peace with all of it believe me. Liam was so torn up about what he have done that he turn himself in and after spending one year out of a five year sentence he took his own life"

" my god I'm sorry that you had to go through not only the lost of your daughter but your husband too"

She quickly tried to catch each tear that fell but it wasn't working.

" tell my mommy that I love her and I can't wait to see her on the other side. Tell her that I see daddy and I can now show him that I know how to ride my bike without training wheels"

" I will" I said as I watch Amy get on her bike and ride it towards the light.

" what she say ?"

Once her spirit was gone we both felt the winds and I walked over to hold mrs hart in my arms as she was still crying her eyes out.

" she crossover and is with her father now. Your daughter is now at peace now that she knows you are not sad anymore"

" thank you so much Grace for all that you do you don't know how bad I really needed this"

We then spent the rest of our time talking and she showed me more pictures of her beautiful daughter.

Pic of Amy hart After finding peace.....