he’d seen him at soccer practice. And that he heard his voice one night as he was going to sleep.” She moved her hands, quick nervous gestures. “I thought it was just a normal manifestation of grief. Especially since he said his father looked like a zombie.”

Jim suppressed a chuckle at that. “It might be no more than that. The zombie part makes that more likely. But something hasn’t sat right about this for some time. I can’t be more specific than that. It’s been just a feeling, really.” He shrugged. “And it might just be nothing.”

Denise’s expression was troubled. “What should I do now?”

“Nothing yet. Most of the time spirits are just restless and need help moving on. It’s rare that they do anything to the phy...

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