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deeper than I could see. It was so much more than, “I’m sad. Give<br />
me a new cookie and make it better.”<br />
And what was wrong with me? I hadn’t even paid enough<br />
attention to him to remember that the client was a friend of his.<br />
My heart thudded slowly and heavily in my chest, suddenly<br />
weighted down with guilt. “I’m so sorry, Gun.” I reached out and<br />
slipped my arm around his shoulders, pulling him against me again.<br />
“He’ll be okay, though. Richard is still working on it. <strong>The</strong>y’re not<br />
going back into the house until they get the green light from us. His<br />
dad took us seriously tonight.”<br />
“You should tell Richard about the way his dad acted.” He<br />
rested his head against mine. “It sounds like he might have been<br />
possessed.”<br />
I felt my pulse pick up again. “You’re serious?”<br />
“Yeah. I wouldn’t joke about that. I know this is a big deal.”<br />
I knew now that he understood more than I’d been giving<br />
him credit for. “Okay. I’ll call Richard tomorrow, then.”<br />
Gunner pulled out from under my arm so he could look at<br />
me. “I think Tucker will be okay. He’s still alive. That’s a good<br />
sign.”<br />
Even though I’d been on more ghost hunts than I could count<br />
by that time, I trusted what he said. He knew more about the dark<br />
side of investigating than I had ever wanted to learn. I only was<br />
aware of the basic need-to-know facts, and nothing else. I’d wanted<br />
to avoid it as much as I could.<br />
“And you will be, too.” I turned to face him and my chest<br />
tightened up like I was about to cry. His eyes were so serious, so full<br />
of more emotions than even I could grasp. My little brother was<br />
reassuring me that I would be okay. It was supposed to be the other<br />
way around. He shouldn’t have had to take over Mom-status.<br />
“Thanks.” I suddenly wasn’t sure what to say to him. I<br />
thought I’d known him so well, but I’d been wrong. Finally, I settled<br />
on the only words that could really express what was welling inside<br />
me. “I love you.”<br />
For the first time all night, he smiled. “Do you want me to<br />
sleep in your room with you tonight?”<br />
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