Re: [Poltergeist - The Legacy] Jack - Leaving the Parish

[Dan English]

[Jack]       Being a bachelor, Jack knew his way around a kitchen - He had to, kind of like learning to swim by being thrown in at the deep end.  If he didn't learn his way around, he would have probably starved within a few weeks of leaving home.       He listened to the woman as he made the pair of them a cup of tea, and placed the sugar bowl near to her, and sat down opposite her.  "Well, I am glad that she enjoyed coming to church.  I try not to make my sermons as dull as some I have attended, and it seems to work."  Jack sips the hot tea, trying to sift through his thoughts and questions.  "Tell me, and I don't doubt the police have asked this several times, but do you remember anything odd?  Anything at all?  You say the child vanished first, but what about her mother?  Would you say she went for her?"       Jack shaked his head inwardly to himself.  He wasn't a detective, he was a priest that probably seemed more like a nosey parker than someone trying to help.  Who knows, maybe the woman would feel better talking to someone that wasn't a policeman. ----- Original Message ----- From: Kim Rickmon To: [EMAIL PROTECTED] Sent: Friday, May 25, 2001 1:29 AM Subject: Re: [Poltergeist - The Legacy] Jack - Leaving the Parish [Jack] The priest's expression drops at the news.  The girl missing too? Why on earth would the press leave something like that out?  The families request? Or the police?  "Oh, um, ah... Well, if you don't mind me asking, did she vanish at the same time as her mother, or afterward?" Jack puts a hand on the womans shoulder, knowing he was digging into difficult territory.  "I am sorry for your loss my lady.  I assume you were close to them both?  Is there anything, anything at all that I can do?  What about a cup of tea?  How about you show me to the kitchen, and I put the kettle on?"  He smiles at her reassuringly. Marcy: "Yes," Marcy replied nervously.  "Yes, that might be nice."  She led him inside and showed him where the kettle and tea were located, then sat down at the kitchen table.  "Actually, that's the odd thing Father.  Alyssa disappeared first.  I went up to wake her and she was gone.  Ms. Wells was still here then, but by the time the police arrived she was gone too.  No note or anything."  She shook her head.  "I've been working here since the girl was just a baby.  Such a sweet child...but rather ill of late.  She did like your church though," she added with a smile.  "Ms. Wells didn't hold much stock in religion, but that little girl she had real faith, the likes of which only children can have."