Whisper

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Whisper looked at me.

"Daddy? What do I do?"

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I turned to Cavelle.

"Who are you talking to?"

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She smiled at me, but turned back to Whisper.

"I be talkin' to dis beautiful little girl in front of me. Youse kno, da one that be following' youse around all night."

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Whisper disappeared and reappeared in my lap.

"I think she can see me, Daddy," she whispered.

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Cavelle sipped her beer, turning to me, laughing slightly.

"Of course ise sees youse, little one."

She stared into my eyes.

"She does 'ave a name, don't she?"

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Whisper looked up at me.

"I know she can see me now."

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I put my arms around Whisper.

"Tell her your name, sweetie."

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Whisper smiled, looking at Cavelle.

"My name is Whisper."

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Cavelle smiled.

"That is such a beautiful name."

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Whisper beamed, literally.

"Daddy gave me that name."

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Cavelle looked at me.

"She calls you Daddy?"

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I nodded.

"When I first met her, she couldn't remember her name. I gave her the name Whisper and she has been like a daughter to me, ever since."

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Whisper jumped off my lap and walked to Cavelle.

"You can see me?"

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"Yes, little one. My family been able to see Spirits fer ever.

Well, at least da women can. Da men, dey not be able to."

She reached her hand to Whisper.

"I am Cavelle."

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Whisper took her hand.

"My real name is Jenny Dove."

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Cavelle looked at me.

"Aw. Dat be why your's Daddy was int'rested in ours family.

Cavelle looked back at Whisper. "She be beautiful. 'ow long 'ave you known 'er?"

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"Whisper and I have been together for a couple years. Well, since I moved into my house in Maynard's Rock."

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"She be a long way from 'ome. Most Spirits, dey can't be dat far."

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