and fearful of what she planned on doing! I saw that she had opened it to the "V"s and was looking at the word vecino in capital letters. Mom was acting very strange. She told my father and I to hold hands with her in a circle around the table. She then continued, telling us to repeat after her. Her words were not familiar to me as she said "sim sim sala beem". We all repeated, again "sim sim sala beem."After what seemed like twenty minutes of repeating these odd words and phrases mom stopped. I felt a cold gust of winter air blow down my spine. I found this unbelievable as it was a hot August evening. I was really ready for the pizza, as it was getting cold, especially with the cold blast of arctic air blowing through the house. Just as I was about to dig in, mom said "wait for the guests.""What guests, I didn't know any one was coming over!" Who could it be, mom and dad's best friends were dead!!DING DONG the doorbell rang, I don't think I'll ever get to eat. I hate pizza warmed in the microwave. Mom said "Brandon why don't you get the door" I reluctantly agreed. As I approached the door I could see the outline of three people. One looked to be about my age with long hair. As I opened the door to see who was keeping me from my dinner, I almost fell over. In fact I guess I did fall over. The next thing I knew I was on the floor and Mr. Smite was trying to revive me, and Judy was holding my hand. I can't tell you the thoughts that were going on in my head. Mass confusion, total disbelief, how could this be happening, they're DEAD! Mom came running in to the foyer to see what the commotion was all about. "Hi Beth, Hi John, Hi Judy, glad to see you again, thanks for coming." Boy was I confused! What was my mother doing talking to three dead people. Someone had a lot of explaining to do, and this time it wasn't me. They carried me in to the family room and set me on the couch. "Well you see Brandon there is somet...
