… when suddenly the air became so cold.
“Elisabeth,” said a voice. Elisabeth got scared so much that her heart almost stopped.
“You don’t have to be scared, I will not harm you, child,” continued the unknown voice. Elisabeth counted to three and turned around. In front of her, there was standing the ghost of Mary Graham smiling at her.
“What… who… who are you?” asked Elisabeth.
“I’m Mary,” said the ghost.
“M-Mary?” repeated Elisabeth.
“Yes, I am Mary Graham. I knew your mother since the moment she was born, Elisabeth.”
“R-Really? A-Are…. are you… are you my grandmother?” stuttered Elisabeth.
“No, child. However, I take your mother as my daughter, she means so much to me…,” said Mary.
“Oh, I… I think she’s home right now. Would you… w-would you like to meet her?”
“No! Please don’t tell her about me… You must promise me, Elisabeth, you won’t tell anybody about me,” insisted the ghost.
“Ok, I promise I won’t tell anyone… but… why not?”
“Because it’s better if she doesn’t know,” smiled Mary.
“Oh, ok! So is this like our secret?” asked Elisabeth and her eyes widened.
“Yes, it will be our secret,” answered Mary and blinked her eye.
“That’s so cool!” screamed Elisabeth and started jumping on her bed.
“Elisabeth, please! Stop! Somebody could hear us!”
“Oh… sorry, Mary…,” apologized Elisabeth. “Can I… can I ask you a question?”
“Why did you come here?” asked Elisabeth and covered herself with the blanket. Mary sat at the edge of the bed and started speaking.
“When your mother was about your age, she asked me to promise her, that I would never leave her. So I did. I promised her that whatever happens, I will always be here for her. When I died, I thought I broke the promise I made…”
“No! You did not!” interrupted her Elisabeth. “You are here! I can see you are here!”
“Yes, Elisabeth… You can see me.”
“Can mommy… can she see you, too?”
“Yes, she can see me…,” said the ghost.
“So why do you think she wouldn’t like to meet you?” asked Elisabeth.
“Because we have already met… and… I promised her, that I would not come close to you or your brothers.”
“Zac and Finn can see you, too?” asked curiously Elisabeth and raised her eyebrows.
“No, they can’t. You can see me, because the gift was passed to you from your mother, Elisabeth.”
“What gift? I don’t understand…,” despaired Elisabeth.
“Shh… I think there is someone at the door,” whispered Mary.
“I’ll go to check,” said Elisabeth and went to the door. She looked through the keyhole. “The light is on, but I can’t see anyone,” she whispered.
“Good, I was already worried I would have to leave without reading you to sleep,” she smiled.
“You can read a bedtime story to me?”
“Yes, whichever you like.”
“That’s awesome!” screamed Elisabeth and ran to pick her favorite book.
She jumped back on the bed, passed the book to Mary and covered herself.
“The Adventures of Raymundo,” Mary read the title of the book Elisabeth passed to her.
“Please, start from the beginning!” begged Elisabeth.
“Very well,” said Mary and started reading. When Mary finished the first page, Elisabeth was already sleeping.
Mary silently closed the book, kissed Elisabeth good night and hovered to the shelf where Elisabeth kept all her toys.
“Hello, Hesper,” said Mary as she looked at Elisabeth’s doll. “I thought I would never see you again,” she smiled and picked Hesper from the shelf. “I think that we can make Elisabeth’s wish come true, what do you say?” Mary asked Hesper and left the room holding him in her hand.