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Teenage Ghost
Rhonda woke up in the darkened, school infirmary. She sat up slowly and looked at all the health charts on the walls. She drew in a deep breath and smelled the chemical lemon of disinfectant.
A hispanic woman in her late twenties walked into the room, “You’re very lucky three of our kids suffer from angina. Nobody here recognizes you, all of the students have been picked up. Who are you and why are you here?”
Rhonda was at a loss for words.
The nurse turned on the lights. She was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, very casual and un-nurse like. She held up her cellphone and continued interrogating. “It was also strange that the batteries of every electronic device suddenly went dead. You wouldn’t have anything to do with that, would you?”
Rhonda felt as if she would faint again.
“I wonder what the police would to say about it.” the nurse continued.
Rhonda held up her hands as if she were defending herself from an attacker. “No don’t call the police.” she pleaded then broke down in tears.
The nurse stood in the entrance with crossed arms and waited for an explanation.
“My son has been missing for over two months.” Rhonda began to explain. “I went to a psychic in the mall. I told her I was looking for him, she sent me here.”
“Does your son go here?” the nurse asked.
“No.” Rhonda answered quickly.
“Did he go here when he was younger?” the nurse was beginning to sound sympathetic.
“No.”, Rhonda said then rethought. She didn’t actually know where he went to elementary school. “Yes, I mean, I don’t know.”
The nurse’s skepticism returned, “You don’t know where your son went to school?”
Rhonda thought quickly, “His father had custody. I don’t know why the psychic said here. I have to go back and ask her. If I’m not in jail.”
The nurse shook her head, “I’m not going to call the cops. It’s been a long night and everyone else has gone home. I don’t know what it’s like to have your child go missing, but I can imagine it would be very frustrating. I don’t blame you for leaving no stone unturned.”