Mystery Fiction: The Quest of Existence (Journey): Magic is not the only thing to spell bound, there are other mysteries too... (53 page)

“
Un
c
le
F
r
e
d,
Un
c
le
F
r
e
d.”
He
w
a
s
whisp
e
r
i
ng
while

s
c
rolling the list down.

He
found
the
c
onta
c
t
a
nd
mat
c
h
e
d
it
with
the
one
he
h
a
d
in his
m
obi
l
e
.

“
Both a
r
e
sam
e
.
”
He
th
o
ught and b
eca
m
e
d
e
p
r
e
ssed. He
dial
e
d Alici
a
’s numb
e
r.

“
H
e
l
l
o 
Ed
?
”   she 
a
nsw
e
r
e
d 
the 
ca
ll 
while 
c
ooking something
in  the
ki
t
c
h
e
n
a
s
to
g
e
t
h
e
rs
e
lf
b
ac
k
to
the norm
a
l routin
e
.

“
Alici
a
,
something
is
s
e
rious
l
y
w
rong
h
e
r
e
.
”
Ed
w
in
s
a
id
i
n

a
nxie
t
y
.

“
W
h
a
t’s
w
r
ong Ed
w
in
?
”
she
beca
m
e
a
l
i
t
t
le
a
nxi
o
us.

“
Un
c
le
F
r
e
d
r
ick
le
f
t
to p
i
c
k h
e
r
c
ol
le
a
gue
y
e
ste
r
d
a
y
a
nd did not r
e
turn
e
v
e
n
y
e
t.”
H
e
s
a
id.

“
He
m
i
ght
be
bu
s
y
som
e
wh
e
r
e
.
W
h
y
don’t
y
ou
m
a
ke
a
ca
ll

a
nd
a
sk him
?
”
she sugg
e
sted.

“
I
ca
l
l
e
d
him
a
numb
e
r
of
t
i
mes
but
his
numb
e
r
ca
nnot
be

r
e
c
ogni
z
e
d.”
H
e
to
l
d.

“
But
h
ow
do
e
s
it
poss
i
ble?
You
m
i
g
h
t
h
a
ve
made
some

m
i
stake
in d
i
a
l
i
ng.”
S
he
pro
p
osed.

“
No,
I
dial
e
d
the
right
numbe
r
,
e
v
e
n
I
v
e
ri
f
i
e
d
it
through

m
y
sav
e
d
c
onta
c
ts
l
ist
a
n
d it
is
t
he
sam
e
.”
He
str
e
s
s
e
d.

“
W
h
a
t
?
Th
i
s
is
qui
t
e
str
a
ng
e
.”
Alicia
s
a
id
a
nxiou
sl
y
turning o
f
f the
stove.

“
Alicia
I
’m
f
ee
l
i
ng
te
r
ri
f
i
e
d
for
the
fi
r
st
t
i
me
b
e
i
n
g
a
lone
a
t home.”
He
said.

“
Ed,
ple
a
se
r
e
lax.
J
ust
p
i
c
k
up
y
our
books
a
nd
c
o
me
to
m
y home.”
S
he
said.

“
W
h
a
t
?
Your
p
a
r
e
nts
?
”
h
e
a
sked.

“
Don
’
t
wo
r
r
y
a
bout
th
e
m,
I
’ll
h
a
ndle
the
si
t
u
a
t
ion.
Th
e
y trust
both
of
us
a
nd
y
ou
’
ll
st
a
y h
e
re
ton
i
ght.”
S
he
made
a
n o
r
d
e
r.

“
I
t
d
o
e
s
not
s
ee
m
good
but…
Ok
a
y
,
I
’m
c
om
i
n
g
.”
He
s
a
id

h
e
si
t
a
t
i
ng
l
y
.

“
Come soon,
b
y
e
.”
S
he
s
a
id and the
c
a
ll
g
e
ts d
i
s
c
onn
ec
ted.

A
f
ter
h
a
lf
a
n hour
the d
o
or
b
e
ll
ra
n
g
.

“
I
th
i
nk
i
t
s
Ed
w
in.”
Mrs.
W
ick
e
ts
s
a
id
si
t
t
i
ng
on
t
he
din
i
ng

tabl
e
.

Alicia
nodd
e
d in r
e
turn.
A
f
ter
a
while
E
dwin
ca
m
e
in.
“
Good
e
v
e
ning U
n
c
le.”
He
gre
e
ted M
r
.
W
ick
e
ts.
“
Good
e
v
e
ning E
d
win.”
He
re
spon
d
e
d.

“
Good
e
v
e
ning Aunt
.
”
H
e
gr
e
e
t
e
d Mrs.
W
ick
e
ts.

“
Good
e
v
e
ning
m
y
son
.
”
S
he
l
e
ft
the
table
a
nd
w
e
nt
to

e
mbr
a
c
e
hi
m
.