The Pinnacle Of Life

“You are wishing for my mother’s death, aren’t you?” Nancy Carter was livid.

“I was just stating the truth.” Alex Rockefeller heeded no attention to Nancy. “Now that I

am here, she will live.”

“Who knows if you are deceiving us?” Nancy retorted.

Meanwhile, Wallace Yoke checked the old lady’s pulse again.

For three full minutes, he remained motionless with a solemn expression on his face.

Finally, he shook his head. “I am sorry, I don’t think I can do anything here.”

Alex told Hailey Lawson, “Why don’t you leave everything to Doctor Yoke and me? Wait

for us outside the bedroom.”

“Sounds good.” He escorted a scowling Nancy and Zack out. Hailey left as well.

Jim Sabinsky wanted to remain and help, although, in actual fact, he was waiting for a

chance to expose Alex’s ruse.

“Sure, why not?” Alex grinned.

Three men and an old lady were the only ones left in the bedroom.

not letting

the old lady, seeing Jim’s skeptical reaction. “How

on the bed right

Wallace answered

suppose you saw

don’t you

checked?”

his student, albeit

let out a soft chuckle as he focused

straight to the bed.

how many do you see

and let out an instant cry of

and almost

bed, but beneath her neck sat a dark figure of

kid, dripping with water.

it was not a kid. It

this the rumored

Rockefeller?”

than mere folklore. Ghosts

just an illusion!” said

his student on the

more to this world than we will ever

exists. I witnessed one in my younger days. Instances of

in various literature passed down