Maeve Claire Margaret Hale Novel When Mom Wants Me to Join Her in Death

After my mom, Margaret Hale, dies of a heart attack, she starts appearing in my sister Claire Dawson's dreams.

In a dream, Mom tells Claire to climb Mount Mistwood before sunrise and burn the entrance ticket for her, or the other ghosts will bully her.

Claire doesn't tell me anything. She packs a bag in the middle of the night and forces herself to the summit.

While she's gasping her way up that mountain, I'm asleep at home when I suddenly go into cardiac arrest. I wake up in the emergency room with doctors shouting over me.

I barely survive before Mom appears in Claire's dreams again.

This time, she says skydiving is her last wish. If Claire doesn't do it for her, she won't rest in peace.

Claire signs up right away, ignoring everything I say. But then, her parachute refuses to open, and she plummets toward the ground. Luckily, she gets snagged in a tree and walks away without a scratch.

Meanwhile, I miss a step going downstairs, tumble to the bottom, end up covered in bruises, and break five ribs.

While I'm recovering in the hospital, Mom shows up in Claire's dreams again.

Now, she wants Claire to go to the South Pole for her, saying she can finally move on and be reincarnated once Claire completes the trip.

Claire doesn't hesitate and books a tour on the spot.

While she's taking pictures with penguins, I freeze to death back home during a 104-degree heatwave.

Only after I die does it finally hit me that Mom's missions for Claire always end with me on death's doorstep.

What I don't understand is how Mom keeps shifting the danger meant for Claire onto me instead.

The next time I open my eyes, I'm back on the morning after Mom first appeared in Claire's dream.
Chapter 1
It felt like my heart had been bound by a thousand ropes attached to a block of lead. The crushing weight yanked me out of sleep, and my eyes snapped open.
I stared around at the all-too-familiar bedroom, and the realization slammed into meI'd come back to life.
I picked up my phone and the screen lit up, showing it was 4:00 am.
A faint gray line had already appeared along the horizon outside the window.
Thinking about how I'd been rushed into the ICU in my previous life, I immediately called my sister, Claire Dawson.
"Claire! Stop whatever you're doing right now!"
Her reply came through between ragged breaths and the edge of a sob.
"I can't, Maeve! Mom showed up in my dream! She said if I don't reach the top of Mount Mistwood before sunrise, those evil spirits will tear her apart!
"I know you're worried about me, but I can't just sit here and do nothing while Mom's being pushed around! Anyway, I have to go. The sun's coming up in less than an hour. If I don't make it by then, it'll be too late!"
The call cut off, leaving only the cold beep in my ear.
Then, my perfectly healthy heart twisted sharply, as if someone had grabbed it and wrung it out. Pain rolled through me until I doubled over.
I clutched at my chest, and my mind was racing.
My mom, Margaret Hale, had always been deeply spiritual. Claire grew up with her and ended up believing in spirits just as firmly.
When Claire told me Mom had appeared in her dream, I thought it was just her missing Mom too much.
Besides, Claire was perfectly healthy and had never shown any sign of heart issues.
So, even as I was being taken into the hospital, it never occurred to me that what was happening to me might have anything to do with Claire climbing the mountain.
The idea that her injuries could somehow transfer onto me was ridiculous.
I told myself it was just the shock of losing my mother so suddenly. I thought that my body had simply given out under the grief.
But as things kept happening, it became obvious that I was paying the price for everything Claire did to herself.
My gaze dropped to my arm, and a crazy idea flashed through my mind.