It's a great house. There's no reason it should be going for this little.
"Scott, there's no reason it should be going for this little."
It's a great house. There's no reason it should be going for this little.
"Scott, there's no reason it should be going for this little."
“We haven’t talked much, I’m sorry. She seemed sad about...well, I didn’t want to pry, it’s her life. I can try to talk to her if that would help.”
"Yes! Yes, please. I need to see her, I thought I was imagining her voice. I need to know she's okay. And that Lorie is doing well."
“Anders, she’s not going to know you’re here. It won’t be like you’re imagining it. She might come if we call her out of the blue, but she won’t be expecting you.”
Anders smile falls, but she doesn't seem surprised at the knowledge. "I know. I know it'll be one-sided and it'd be better for her if she didn't know. But I just- I just want to see her. Even if she can't see me."
“I’ll try to set something up. Do you know when would be a good time for her? Maybe that’s too different now, I’m sorry.”
“I don’t know. Does she work anymore? Has she changed hobbies? Does she-“
The house rumbles, and Anders sighs. “This happens when I get close to something, all of a sudden I-“
She cuts herself off and clenches her teeth through the sudden headache. “I have to- I’ve got to-“ She disappears again, reappearing in the basement.
Lora picks up quickly. “What’s wrong? Can it wait until after school drop off?”
"It's not a big deal. I was just hoping you could come over tomorrow."
There’s a sigh from her end. “Fine. I’ll be there after 8.30 tomorrow. Will you be home, or can I have more than a vague description of the none-big deal?”
Anders mutters in her corner in the basement, hands clenched by her sides. The pipes rattle ominously.
"Okay, so after I tell Anders what's going on, then can you explain to me everything that happened tonight?"
Ty interrupts his descent.
"Hey, what was that? Why wasn't I allowed in on the secret ghost council."