Page 21 of Gift for My Ghost


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“Do you want to tell me why this is so hard for you? You don’t have to,” she added quickly. “But maybe it would help to share.”

He didn’t think Jessica was going to answer, but then she straightened her shoulders.

“Someone… hurt me once and he said it was my fault. Because of the way I dressed.”

That despicable bastard. He did his best to control his anger but an icy breeze still swept around the room. Wendy didn’t seem to notice, her eyes fixed on Jessica.

“Oh, sweetie, I’m so sorry. You know he was wrong, don’t you?”

Jessica nodded and tried to smile.

“Intellectually, yes. Emotionally, it’s a little harder.”

“Is that why you don’t like being touched?” Wendy asked softly.

“It’s not that I don’t like being touched, it’s just that if I’m not prepared I sometimes… see things.” Another shaky smile. “It made my childhood rather difficult until I learned never to tell anyone.”

“Is that what made you decide to be a medium?”

“It’s not exactly the same, but once I discovered I could communicate with the departed it seemed like a logical choice.” Jessica’s smile was stronger this time, and she cast a quick glance in his direction. “And I actually enjoy it.”

“Because they can’t touch you?”

“That’s not always a good thing,” she said quietly, looking at him again, then sighed. “Which I suppose brings us to what I wantedto tell you. You remember when I banished Alexis—the female ghost?”

Wendy shuddered.

“How could I forget?”

“There was someone else there too.”

“Yes, I remember. The husband. A big man who looked tired and sad.”

“That was Leo. Or perhaps I should say, that is Leo.”

“Does that mean he’s still here?”

Wendy didn’t look as surprised as he expected, and Jessica gave her friend a puzzled look as well.

“You knew?”

“I wouldn’t go that far, but I wondered sometimes. You never actually said you’d banished him. And you have been spending a lot of time up here,” her friend added with a smile. “Are you going to introduce us?”

“Of course.”

Jessica looked at him and nodded, and he pulled aside the veil concealing him. Despite her assurance, the other woman’s eyes widened as he materialized.

“Wow. That was a little faster than I was expecting. Have you been standing there the whole time?”

“I have.”

“Isn’t that kind of like spying? And does that mean you could have been there when Damian and I-” Wendy’s cheeks turned fiery red and he hastily shook his head.

“I usually stay up here. If I go downstairs, it’s to be with Jessica.”

“And I always know when he’s there,” Jessica added quickly.

“So you’re friends?” Wendy’s eyes narrowed. “Or is it something more than that?”

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