{"id":3505,"date":"2010-04-08T23:54:21","date_gmt":"2010-04-09T04:54:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3505"},"modified":"2010-04-09T03:49:30","modified_gmt":"2010-04-09T08:49:30","slug":"attic-part-13","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3505","title":{"rendered":"Attic, part 13"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The next day &#8212; Jenny could not believe it was merely the next day &#8212; she found herself the focus of attention as the four of them sat around, taking stock of the previous day&#8217;s events.  Well no, she corrected herself, only three of them were sitting around.  Sid was actually standing on Mr Symarian&#8217;s desk, in his usual spot.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Jenny, is there is something you are not telling us?&#8221; Mr. Symarian was asking.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m sorry Mr. Symarian, I didn&#8217;t expect anything like this,&#8221; she said. &#8220;I&#8217;ve missed Grandma terribly since she&#8217;s been gone, and I thought this whole finding a key thing was a sign that I could reach out to her in some way.  When Sid appeared, I thought it meant there was a real chance.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Except,&#8221; Josh said, &#8220;you were expecting somebody nice.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Jenny nodded.  &#8220;Exactly!  Grandma was just about the kindest, sweetest person you could ever imagine.  That&#8217;s why we all loved her so much.  She didn&#8217;t have a mean bone in her body.  But yesterday, when we conjured up that, that &#8230; <i>thing<\/i> &#8230; it felt all wrong.  Like it wasn&#8217;t really Grandma at all.  I mean it was her, but it wasn&#8217;t her.  If you see what I mean.&#8221;  Jenny looked around expectantly.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yeah kid, I get ya,&#8221; Sid nodded.  &#8220;You&#8217;re close to Grandma, you got some kinda bond thing, like you&#8217;re connected.  You figure that&#8217;s gonna continue, even after the old lady kicks it.  I&#8217;d figure it the same way if I was in your shoes.  Not that I would wear shoes.&#8221; he added hastily.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;But why does it matter,&#8221; Josh asked.  &#8220;Your grandmother&#8217;s gone.  Why would you care about a picture on a table?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Because it means she&#8217;s <i>not<\/i> gone,&#8221; Jenny said.  &#8220;It&#8217;s not like she&#8217;s in heaven or whatever.  Something&#8217;s happened to her &#8212; something bad.  Sid, are there bad demons that could do something like this?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Sid rubbed his wings together thoughtfully before replying.  &#8220;I gotta level with you here.  We ain&#8217;t all as good hearted as me.  And we certainly ain&#8217;t all as good looking.  Like the man once said, sometimes you gotta take the meat with the gravy.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Are you sure you got that last part right?&#8221; Josh asked.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Quiet Josh!&#8221; Jenny said.  &#8220;This is serious.  I think we have to rescue Grandma.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Well,&#8221; said Mr Symarian.  &#8220;That means we will need all the tools we can get to reach out to her and pull her from the Astral dimension.  Let&#8217;s start with the basics.  Jenny, what was your Grandmother&#8217;s first name?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Her name,&#8221; Jenny said, &#8220;was &#8212; is &#8212; Amelia.&#8221;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The next day &#8212; Jenny could not believe it was merely the next day &#8212; she found herself the focus of attention as the four of them sat around, taking stock of the previous day&#8217;s events. Well no, she corrected herself, only three of them were sitting around. Sid was actually standing on Mr Symarian&#8217;s &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/?p=3505\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Attic, part 13&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3505"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3505"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3505\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3512,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3505\/revisions\/3512"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3505"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3505"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.kenperlin.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3505"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}