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things.”
    She certainly had my attention now. “I don’t
understand. What things?”
    Clare inched closer and dropped her voice
to a whisper. “Ghosts, souls, or whatever you want to call them.”
    I nodded, a cold shiver running down my
back. Like the woman with the buggy crossing the street. Harry never saw her,
but I knew she was there. Everything snapped into place. Back in London I’d
have laughed at such superstition, but I was in Scotland, the land of mystery.
Here anything seemed possible.
    “Did anything strange happen in the woods?”
Clare regarded me intently, her long fingers with black-painted nails curling around
my wrist. “Because we can help you. You can trust me. It’s not too late.”
    Hadn’t Aidan said something similar last
night? I thought of the blue, flashing light, and then of the man, too dark to
see, his deep voice too low to distinguish. Nothing had happened, but it could
have. I shook my head. “Nope.”
    Clare peered at me, doubtful, but didn’t persevere
for which I was thankful. I didn’t want to keep lying. “How do you like your
new job?” Clare asked.
    “It’s different, but I like it.” I said.
Another lie.
    Clare smiled. “I remember your application.
You were Aidan’s choice straight away. Will you be staying in Scotland after
summer?”
    My heartbeat sped up. He wanted me straight away when I didn’t even have
any experience. Whatever Dallas put on that application helped me beat the
competition. Or Aidan liked me, even if only on a subconscious level. Somehow,
I wanted him to like me. “I’ll be going back to London, I think. My boyfriend
sort of has plans to move in together once I start college.”
    “The one in the picture on your dresser?”
    “That’d be Cameron.” I narrowed my gaze.
Was she spying on me?
    Laughing, Clare raised her hands. “It’s not
what you think. I smelled smoke and had to investigate. Wouldn’t want to burn
the house down, would we? Anyway, I called Harry and he said it was the heating
system. You know these old houses.”
    “It’s okay.” I smiled, realizing I was
overreacting again.
    Clare brushed an imagined stray hair out of
her face. “So, it’s serious between Cameron and you?”
    “I think so.” I blushed, wondering why
Clare seemed so interested in my private life. But then I remembered I was in
Scotland. If I were to live in a house in the middle of the Highlands, where
nothing ever happened, I’d probably be pursuing any piece of gossip I could get
my hands on.
    “Lucky you.” Clare sighed. “That makes one
of us.”
    “I thought you and Aidan—” I trailed
off, embarrassed.
    “What?” Clare laughed, eyes glinting with
something I couldn’t place. “Aidan’s like family to me.”
    “You’re not dating?” I felt stupid for asking
and even more so for feeling relieved. With beautiful Clare no longer my competition,
a sudden weight lifted off my chest. Not that I stood a chance with Aidan. Besides,
I didn’t want to be with anyone because I still loved Cameron.
    “I don’t think Aidan’s ever thought of me
as dating material. Not even after Rebecca—” she hesitated “—left.
Kieran and I, ah, never mind. You’re probably bored already.”
    “Who’s Rebecca?”
    Clare jumped to her feet, knocking over her
wine. She caught the glass in mid-air before the red liquid could spill onto
the carpet. “There’s something I want to show you upstairs,” she said. I
hesitated when she pulled me to my feet. “Come on. It’ll be our little secret.
Aidan will never know.”
    She wanted me to break the off-limits rule?
“I don’t want to lose my job,” I whispered.
    Clare winked. “You won’t, I promise.”
    Oh, what the heck. Since my arrival, I’d
been dying to know what Aidan kept hidden up there. She assured me Aidan would
never know, and I trusted her. Was I naïve? Maybe. But I needed a friend.
    We sneaked to the second floor and walked
past several rooms, then stopped in front of one.