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who was twisting the bottom of his shirt with both hands. “Listen, I
promise you that you have nothing to be scared of. We’ll make sure
you’re safe. Mr. and Mrs. Johansson, you did the right thing by
calling us.”
He didn’t look up at me, but he nodded.
With that, we donned our hoods again and opened the door
to face the nasty winter air.
Once we were in the car, I spun a dial on the dashboard to
turn the heat up as high as I could. Then I plopped the folder into
Susannah’s lap and raised my eyebrows at her. “Well.”
“Dude. The husband? Complete creeper.” She ran her
fingers through her hair to fix it after having been under the hood
for thirty seconds.
“Even the mom. The woman is absolutely convinced that
there can be nothing wrong psychologically with her son.” I rubbed
my hands together and held them in front of the vent, letting the hot
air rush over my skin.
Susannah bobbed her head. “Oh, totally. She doesn’t
understand how this works at all.”
“Did you get any weird EMF spikes while you were down in
Timmy’s room?” I asked.
“Nope. A few natural hotspots from some wires here and
there, but nothing strange. I have to admit, I didn’t get any
paranormal feelings anywhere in the house. And I swear I am not
just saying that because I want that woman to get over herself.”
I gazed past her at the quaint bi-level. “I was a little psyched
out by the demon thing. So I can’t tell if I had any concrete feelings
of ‘holy shit there’s a ghost in here’ or if it was all in my head.”
A tinkly laugh bubbled up from her throat. “Please, girl. You
did fine. Most people, especially the religious families,
automatically think a ghost is evil. But we don’t even know if
something was there.”
She had a point. When people interacted with something
they couldn’t see, their fear did have a tendency to convince them
that it was evil. Case in point: pre-Tucker moi. “Did you get
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