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He was ihosts?" she demanded

"Define normal," he said

She let out a sound of irritation He wasn’t there She was creating him in her randfather in her o

She turned her back on him and walked down the hallway to the kitchen, where she poured herself soain, she started

He was in the kitchen with her, leaning against the counter

"You say you’re here because you’re innocent and you wantplace I can’t help you I write advertising jingles for a living I’m not a cop, and I don’t speak to the dead We’re not all that far fro little town founded by spiritualists If you pop on over there, I’m sure there are plenty of people ould just love to talk to you"

He shook his head "I can’t"

"Why?"

He shook his head again "I don’t know Maybe it has so to do with the flower You did see and talk with your grandfather, you know He was a great guy"

"You knew rinned "We’d have coffee now and then at a doughnut shop down on International Drive"

"Why didn’t I know that?" she asked

He shook his head "Why should you have known it? We weren’t best friends or anything We just used to chat sohnuts and coffee"

She studied him closely He looked real Flesh-and-blood real

He couldn’t be But then again, the alternative was just as ridiculous Why would so to be Beau Kidd break into her house? Not just pretending to be hier for him

Admittedly, this was Orlando in October Costumes and makeup were plentiful But how could anyone make his face rese out now When I coone"

"But I won’t be"

"If my cousins put you up to this--if this is soet back"

Brave words If he was a killer, she had certainly provoked hio And I need your help"

"Don’t you understand? I can’t help you"

"But you can"

"I’ to burn that Ouija board"

He srin suddenly turned deep and real "Which is it? I’e kind of home invader--made up to look like Beau Kidd and put up to these wicked deeds by one of your cousins Or I’host, tied to this house because you live here, and I can’t just go away"

"Neither I just have an overactive iination," she insisted

"You know that’s not true"

"I can’t help you I’ at her Then he said, "But you were sleeping with one An ex-cop, anyway Actually, the ex-cop whonow," she said

"You can try to run away," he said "But you can’t really go anywhere We all learn that at sooodbye"

"Goodbye," he echoed, then gave her a thu out on ht direction I knew this would work out, because whether you want to or not, you already know that ghosts are real When you were a child, you weren’t afraid Remember? You need to reopen the door on those memories"

"Goodbye," Christina said fir just inside the kitchen doorway "Killer, co walked over and stood next to Beau Kidd, whining

When he didn’t budge, she picked hi back, headed down the hallway, Killer in her arms She sla it