Page 89 - Reason To Sing by Kelita Haverland

Chapter Fourteen

We both continue to lie silently. We say nothing. We just
let the music pour over us. After what seems like forever, but
might only be a few minutes, or even seconds, I ask, “Should
we go upstairs?” I am wondering if I’m actually speaking out
loud or just imagining that I am.
“Sure, I guess so,” Vian softly mutters.
“Okay, good. I am speaking out loud. Whew. That was
strange.”
Vian looks at me blankly. “What did you say?”
“Oh, nothing.” I stand up on wobbly legs and reach for my
little sister’s hand. We begin our trek upstairs, first navigating
through the long, beaded curtain. This time, the swish of the
beads penetrates right through our bodies.
“Did you feel that?” I ask with a kind of wonderment.
“Oh, yeah. Should we do it again?” Vian gazes up at me,
glassy-eyed.
“Yeah, let’s.” I am lost in this haze of enchantment.
After walking in and out of the beaded curtain several
times, we literally float up the stairs. This is something else.
I can’t even describe how I’m feeling right now. We enter the
bathroom, close the door and flip on the light. The bright blast
explodes on us! This is so intense. Our eyes finally adjust and
we are immediately mesmerized by the large mirror which
takes up half the wall of the small bathroom.
“Oh my gosh, look at your face!” Vian laughs out loud.
Putting my finger to my mouth I whisper, “Shhhhh, we’ve
got to be quiet. We can’t wake anyone up.”
“I know,” she squeaks. “But I can’t help it. Look at your
face. Oh my gosh. That’s hilarious!”
I move my face even closer to the mirror. “Ooooohhhh
wow, look at that. Oh, that’s so crazy. But look at you?” I try
not to laugh but a little peep comes out. “Hee hee hee. You’re

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