Whisper

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I awoke several hours later, to the smell of coffee.

Eva was not in bed with me.

I don't know why, but a panic hit me. Whisper was usually the one who made coffee in the morning.

What if?

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I jumped out of bed and went to the kitchen.

Eva was staring out the kitchen window, sipping on a coffee.

Whisper was nowhere to be seen.

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I took a deep breath of relief.

"Morning."

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She turned and smiled. The most beautiful smile in the world.

"Good morning."

She walked to me and gave me a kiss. She tasted so good and smelled so good.

"Coffee?"

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"Please," I said, happily.

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Whisper suddenly appeared next to her. As Eva picked up the coffee pot, Whisper pushed it from her hand. It fell to the floor, smashing into a hundred pieces and splashing hot coffee all over the floor and cupboards.

Whisper looked at me briefly, a strange, blank look on her face and disappeared.

I was in total shock.

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"Oh my God Will. I am so sorry. I don't know what happened. It was like someone pushed it from my hand."

Evangeline was standing in one spot, looking at the mess on the floor.

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'Someone did.'

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Whisper appeared in front of my face.

"I don't like her Daddy. She is not a good person."

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"Stop it," I glared at her.

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Eva looked at me, still panicked. "Stop what?"

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I had to think quick.

"I mean, don't move. There is glass everywhere, hun. Let me get a broom."

I put up my hand.

"Just stay there, until I get it swept a little."

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She simply nodded, a look of fear on her face.

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I went to the cleaning closet. The broom was gone.

'Whisper.'

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She appeared in the closet.

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'What are you doing?'

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"I don't like her," Whisper said, angrily.

"She is not a good woman."

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'I do. Now where is the broom?'

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The broom appeared as Whisper disappeared.

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