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“It was, um ...” I fumbled for the words, but they stuck to my
tongue.
She let out a tinkly laugh. “That was how I felt, too. You get
acclimated to them surprisingly fast, but if something happens, it
will almost always surprise you. That’s part of the fun, though.” She
winked her heavily-makeupped lashes at me.
After a moment, Tucker returned to the kitchen. “Let’s move
out.”
I fell into step behind everyone once more, and we filed out
of the kitchen and to the front door. As we passed by the Masons,
they smiled gratefully at us. I think Mrs. Mason even had tears in
her eyes as she waved. The both of them looked right at me as I
reached out to grab the door so I could close it behind me, and I felt
the warm fuzzies climbing up inside me. They were genuinely
appreciative that we had just spent a few hours trying to find out
some information to reassure them. And it felt really nice.
“Take care,” I said with what I hoped was a comforting smile
before I pulled the heavy door closed.
We barely made it to the cars before the experiences came
pouring out.
“Chelsea and I saw a toy move!” Tucker exclaimed, all
traces of professionalism having buckled to make way for the
excited little kid I saw earlier.
“Something pulled my hair!” Adrian gushed.
“I kept getting the name Tyler,” Brad announced. “I think
that there was more than one spirit in there, though. I got an image
of a young boy and an older man. I don’t know which one’s name I
was picking up on.”
“Damn, looks like we got the short end this time around,”
Ethan said with a laugh as he popped the trunk so they could load
their cases in.
Susannah piped up, “Who’s in for the diner so we can talk
about how crazy we are in public instead of in front of these poor
people’s house?”
While everyone else chorused that they were definitely in,
Tucker turned my way. I really wasn’t up for going out and hanging
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