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But when Jet eed from her rooone, and Kara was already in her bedroom, door closed, and didn’t co

The old Sheenan hoht But not empty

Dillon Sheenan had warned hi around the place, and Shane had sest Sheenan brother had been jesting, but after ninein the family ranch house, Shane had come to believe

But Dillon had been wrong about one thing

There wasn’t one spirit here There were several, although the do But even nonthreatening, Catherine Sheenan made herself known, determined to connect with him

Usually Shane ignored her He told hi her, but rather, he didn’t knohat to do with her He told hiical father, but that wasn’t true He was angry He was deeply resentful as well

Never mind hurt

Maybe that hy his host hovered around him

Maybe that hy tonight she wouldn’t leave him alone He’d felt her from the ht and energy in the kitchen, filling the emptiness as if she were still alive and in human form

“Go away, Catherine,” he said, turning the heat off fro his steak “Not in the mood”

He carried his dinner—steak and a microwaved potato—to the family room, the only room with a TV, and dropped onto the old couch and turned the television on He’d paid to have cable put into the house when he uy but after teeks of uneasy silence, teeks of being watched by Catherine and friends, he decided cable was needed And it had helped It helped now

Shane ate in front of the TV, flipping through channels, watching first David Muir cover the news, and then a recorded episode of Last Week with John Oliver, and then turned the TV off, giving up on entertainht

In the kitchen, he washed his dishes and the hair on his nape rose, followed by a ripple down his spine She was here

Watching

Waiting

But waiting for what? For hie her? He’d done that

Waiting for hiive her?

He didn’t think he could do that

Exasperated, he turned the water off, reached for a dish towel, and dried his hands “Yes, Catherine?”

Silence greeted him The silence felt unbearably sad

His chest tightened He sed hard “Don’t bla the now damp towel onto the counter “You were the one that left me Not the other way around”

But as he took the stairs to his bedroom, he could taste tears Tears he never shed He’d waited years for her to coet him

She never did

Jet woke up to the sot her out of bed i into slippers, Jet pulled a sweatshirt over her flannel paja herself a cup of coffee

Jet nodded gratefully when Kara gestured to the pot “Would love so a yawn

“You’re up early,” Kara said, handing Jet a stea

“Didn’t sleep well,” Jet ad the warmth “Weird dreams”

Kara pulled out a chair at the kitchen table and sat down “What about?”

“The Sheenans”

“Why is that weird? Your sister is married to one”

“But this was different This wasn’t a drea a movie The dream was intense Stressful”

“How so?”

Jet splashed flavored creamer into her coffee and crossed the floor to sit down at the table across from Kara “It’s hard to explain, but in the dream they were in trouble, or there was trouble, and there was all this dra around, trying to fix things, or fix so awful in the dream, and I woke up blue And worried” Jet frowned “I think it’s because Troy and Corht, and I know they were upset”