Soul Legacy: A Supernatural Ghost Series (The Windhaven Witches Book 2)

drops his briefcase and clicks it open. Inside is a large manilla envelope, which he pulls out, and then snaps the case shut.
“Here are the details. The closing for the house is set for the first Friday of January, and we will go over the reading of the will two weeks from then. All of the location details are in the envelope, as well as the information we’ve received from your grandfather and you. I’d like for you to review it to make sure there’s nothing we’re missing,” he says, handing Wade the packet.
Wade clears his throat, swallowing hard. He takes the envelope and drops his arm to his side without even looking at it.
“Okay,” he mumbles.
Mr. Moore’s lips press tightly, and he attempts a smile. “I truly am sorry for your loss, Wade. Your grandfather was a good man. I thoroughly enjoyed our talks through the years. He was very fond of you.”
“Yeah,” Wade says, biting on the inside of his cheek.
The awkward silence fills the space between them, and I step forward. “Is there anything else he needs to take care of? Or is that all?”
Mr. Moore takes a step back and shakes his head. “No, that’s all for today. I just needed to make sure in person that Mr. Hoffman was aware of these final details. Thank you both for allowing me to take the time. Have a nice night.” He pats Wade on the shoulder and turns back the way they came in. Wade doesn’t move a muscle. Instead, his forehead is scrunched in thought.
“Here, I’ll show you out,” I say, stepping around them both and leading the way.
I open the door and smile as Mr. Moore steps out onto the front steps. He nods but continues on his way. When he’s gotten into his black Lexus, I close the door and turn back to Wade.
“Everything okay?” I say, entering the living room. Wade hasn’t moved from where I left him.
He flings the packet onto the coffee table and nods.
“You knew this was coming, right? I mean, isn’t this what you wanted?” I ask. “To finally have it all come to a close?”
“Yeah, it is. It’s just…strange, you know?” he says, trying to smooth out the pained expression that’s taken over his features.
I nod. “I can imagine. But this is good. It means the end is near and you’ll be able to move on with your own journey. You’ve done a lot these past few weeks. I’ve been impressed by how you’ve known exactly what to do. I mean, if it were me, I’d still be fumbling.”
“I had to learn quickly, I guess. Grandpa was pretty specific on what he wanted. It made it easier,” he says.
“So…what’s on your mind, then?” I say, walking around so I can be in his direct line of sight.
His pupils dilate and he attempts a smile. “I’m just a little worried to find out how it all is going to look, you know?”
“Why?”
“Grandpa had a lot of additional help these past few months and any inheritance I get is supposed to cover my tuition at Windhaven Academy. But I know end-of-life help doesn’t come cheap and the county will want to recoup the cost. So…”
“You’re worried you won’t be able to swing it?” I say, finishing his thought.
He nods, screwing up his lips.
“That, I totally get. There’s no way I would have been able to pay for Windhaven Academy, either. But surely with the sale of the house and everything, the funds will cover most of it, right?”
Wade shrugs. “Maybe? I mean, I sure hope so. If not, I have no idea what I’m gonna do.”
Walking over to him, I wrap my arms around his waist. “If it comes to that, we’ll figure it out.”
He chuckles softly. “You don’t owe me anything, Dru. You need to worry about you. This semester is going to be amazing for you. Especially now that you know more about your powers.”
My lips curve upward at his pet name for me. Maybe he’s coming back around?
“It’s not about owing anything. It’s about taking care of each other. That’s what we do, right?” I say, giving him a squeeze. “Besides, it’s going to be incredible having you at the academy. I’ll be able to show you all of the cool places and I’m excited to see what kind of abilities you might possess. It’s almost like our roles have reversed.”
Wade places his hands on my upper arms, pulling back from me. “I wouldn’t get your hopes up. There’s a good chance my gifts won’t manifest at all.”
I snicker. “What are you talking about?”
Shaking his head, he takes a step back. “Sometimes they skip generations.”
“Well, wouldn’t you want to know for sure before going to Windhaven Academy? I mean, why work on developing powers you don’t know if you even have?”
“You tell me? What was the allure?” he says, raising his eyebrows.
I take a step back and nod. “Point taken.”
“Look, my family’s gifts often lie dormant until triggered. I don’t know when, or if, they will come. But what I do know is that I need to learn more about how to manage them if they’re triggered. I can’t do that anywhere else. It’s not like I have any family members left to ask,” he says, frowning.
“Good point,” I whisper, considering his words. “Wade…this might not be the best time to ask, but I need to know something. It’s been on my mind for a while.”
He runs a hand through his hair and takes a seat on the arm of the sofa. “What is it?”
I swallow hard, wringing my hands in front of my body as I search for the right words. “Look, I probably should have brought this up sooner, it’s just…”
“Spit it out, woman. The suspense is killing me,” he says, concern painting his tone.
“The day we buried your grandpa, I saw you talking with someone,” I say, beginning to pace.
“Right, the guy looking for the caretaker?” Wade says, nodding.
I stop pacing and turn to