Reborn ghost seeing lady is pampered by her ex husband

Before she could answer, the door opened, and Rekha walked in. A mask of grit settled over her usually somewhat soft features. After everything that had happened the day before, nobody rushed to jump on her with silly ass grins and boldly declare it a wonderful winter morning.

"Can I get my Spiced Chai Latte and hot cinnamon rolls, seriously, you guys have the worst service in the city. You are lucky that what you serve tastes really good otherwise I would be gone already." A disgruntled man complained.

"Coming Mr. Beagle." Sabrina yelled and rushed away.

He was a daily customer that always came at the same time every day. He was an old man with a large appetite who disliked it when he saw them huddled and whispering or laughing before his order arrived. He was also peculiar because he did not mind sharing a table with the same ghost and playing a game of chess with it.

Phoebe had even put a timer out of them which the ghost could tap. Because he complained a lot, Phoebe waved at him and gestured at Rekha that they should talk in the office.

"Is something wrong?" Maureen asked, her instincts warning her that something was off.

Rekha responded by putting her chin towards the office, suggesting that they follow Phoebe. After those concerned entered the office and closed the door, Rekha paced around an indication that something was bothering her.

"I just spoke with uncle Edward." She announced.

The Mayfair's traded gazes coming to a conclusion that the conversation must not have ended well.

"That senseless son of mine! Even after I warned him to forget the past and mend your relationship, he chose to be stubborn." Grandma Mayfair grumbled. "Forget whatever he has said dear, you are one of us now. I would even suggest changing your name to Mayfair if I did not know how much you loved your parents and how much they loved you."

Maureen sat on the couch, her legs apart, so unladylike. "Listen Rekha, getting through Edward is not a walk in the park and I say this as his only sister. He will eventually warm up to you and get over his grudge. Do not take it to heart. When I go home, I will smack him on the back of the head for you." She spoke nonchalantly, chewing on a long nail that was bothering her.

It was grandma Mayfair who had forced her to do the nails to stop her from biting her natural nails and be more ladylike.

Waving her hand to dismiss their words, Rekha stood and stared at them. "Oh about that, we talked out our differences and we are good now." She corrected the misunderstanding.

"Just like that?" Maureen threw in. "Well, it's good news anyway, at least one problem has been fixed. So then what has got you so worked up?" She continued to ask.

Rekha lowered herself into a chair. "He did something and all those memories that were buried in my head resurfaced." Every word that came from her mouth was like a shard of broken glass, stinging and sharp because it was accompanied by the image of her parents last minutes.

Those that were still standing like Phoebe and her grandmother found seats. It was time to share their sincerest sorrows again.

"And?" Maureen asked, her voice extremely impatient.

Phoebe gestured at her to take it easy. "Aunt please let us let Rekha breath, shall we? I know that we are all anxious but dial it back a bit." Phoebe requested, it was obvious that those memories were weighing heavily on Rekha, it was better to wait for her to reveal things at her own convenience.

Lowering her head in her palms, Rekha let out a frustrated sigh. "You guys cannot tell uncle Edward that I remember anything important. He asked and I lied that I do not remember, I did not want him to keep his eyes on me because I am going to hunt for that demon. I remember it's facial features, both human and the other form. When it changed, it had a red face with black spirals and three short horns." Her words bit the air, edged with the spirit of vengeance.

Maureen sprang from the sofa. "Horns and spirals!!!" She run her fingers through her hair. "Rekha listen to me, you need to draw me a picture of what this demon looked like." She ordered, for a heartbeat, her pupils dilated with raw alarm.

Grandma Mayfair stared at her daughter, she seemed worried and excited at the same time.

"Maureen what is it? You seem very scared, is it because Rekha has mentioned a demon." She asked, suddenly feeling colder than usual. Anytime she heard about demons, she felt uncomfortable all over.

"If it is the demon that I think it is then we should all be scared! Afraid because....." the sentence dried on Maureen's tongue for she did not want to reveal too much nor scare them, especially her mother.

"Demon, you know a demon!!!Wait, how do you know so much about such stuff and do not try to lie to me. I checked your belongings that you brought over from Hartoum and found all sorts of weapons. Some are like those that your father used to carry around. Why are you walking around with those." Grandma Mayfair asked, she was determined to find answers today.

The spirit came from the space. "I have heard everything, Rekha you need to tell us what demon you saw." It voiced quietly.

Old lady Mayfair ignored the spirit and bellowed out, "Maureen Mayfair, out now with the secret."

"Nana, aunt is a guardian, now let us focus on Rekha and that demon." Phoebe fumbled the secret out in the open. When it dawned on her she gasped loudly, covering her hand with her mouth. She didn't mean to blurt, she just felt this urge to spill the secret, something had pushed her to make the revelation.

The Saxon spirit looked at Phoebe's lower belly while all eyes drifted to Phoebe who shut hers tightly.

"Phoebe Mayfair! " Maureen roared. "Not only is your head giving away secrets like a signboard, but your mouth is doing the same too! " She looked to the side and cursed, wondering how much trouble she was in.

Grandma Mayfair stood up, her hands to her waist. "Guardian! You are actually a guardian of the supernatural wall. This makes a lot of sense now, I can finally understand why you have always been hard to pin down. If this was before I would be mad at you but now, this is good. I need a person from that school that I can trust. I talked to Edward, and he told me everything that happened around the time of your father's death." Her eyes brightened. "Did you join that place in search of your father? What have you found out?" She asked.