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this?”
“No. She said that my anger had boiled up some sort of witch power. When I threw the vase, all of that built up magic apparently shot out like a bolt of lightning and knocked Hunter’s ghost out of him.”
Kelly tried not to laugh, she honestly did. “I’ve never heard it put that way. I’d say you knocked the shit out of him or something like that.”
“No, she was being serious. His actual spirit, or ghost got literally blown out of him by my magic. She said his ghost should have stuck around, but she couldn’t find it. She was going to just put it back in him, but his ghost was gone. She sensed that some other supernatural force took his ghost. I don’t even know where to begin looking for it. Ugh! As if I even know what a real ghost would look like, even if I did know where to look. He’s been ghost-napped.”
Kelly put the palm of her hand up, facing me like a school crossing guard ordering a car to halt. “Okay. Stop right there, Leigh. You know I would do just about anything for you, but if you’re thinking about changing us all into ghosts so we can go looking for Hunter’s ghost, the answer is no. Absolutely no fucking way am I going to become a ghost willingly.”
“Ghost-napped? Really? What the hell! Can that really happen? And why would a ghost take another ghost?”
“I have no idea, and we are not going to become ghosts. We are going to become ghost hunters.” I picked up the decanter that Marie had given me. “When we find him, we’ll put him in here and bring him back so Marie can make him whole again. Then he will wake up.”
“And then he is going to dump you.” Lindsey said flatly. “I’m just being honest, Leigh. Putting a guy in a coma by breaking his skull with a glass vase is one thing, but turning him into a ghost is going to cause a serious issue for your relationship. The resentment will pile higher than Mount Everest, but I’ll do whatever I can to help.”
Kelly shook her head. “Wow. Well, don’t ever judge me for treating men like sexual playthings. I’m always careful to have safe words in place so shit like this doesn’t happen.” She pointed to Hunter’s comatose body and his bruised forehead. “Anyway, count me in. What do we do now?”
“Marie said we’ll need a medium and a Ouija board.” I answered.
“Oh, sure, how silly of me.” Kelly quipped. “Wait a sec. You’re such a vocal Ouija board skeptic, Milton Bradley nearly slapped a cease and desist order on you.”
“To be fair, I never said they didn’t really work. I’m just bewildered by them, that’s all. Seriously, if there really is some magical device that allows you to communicate with the dead, I would expect it to be super rare. I’m talking having to climb a mountain, crawl in a cave, and defeat a dragon in order to get it kind of rare. You wouldn’t figure you’d be able to just pick up such a magical device at any toy store. And you wouldn’t expect them to be made by the truckload by some factory.”
Kelly took a cautious tone. “Hopefully your lack of faith won’t be a barrier to the ghosts, or that it doesn’t piss them off.”
“Can I help find a medium? I hope we can find a cute, tiny lady with a squeaky voice and quirky personality like the one on Poltergeist.” Lindsey added, only she was being serious.
I was getting a headache. “There is only one medium that I know of. And God, how I dread having to make that call.”
Lindsey was both curious and excited to find out who the medium was. “Really! You know a medium? Who?”
“Hunter’s mom.”
Kelly came over and gave me a hug. “Well, it’s been nice knowing you, Leigh. You’ve been my best friend for a long time. My condolences to your family because when Hunter’s mom sees what you did to her son...she is going to murder you and tap dance on your corpse.”
“Whatever happens, happens. I have to save Hunter and then I’ll take whatever punishment is coming my way. I’d rather have
“No. She said that my anger had boiled up some sort of witch power. When I threw the vase, all of that built up magic apparently shot out like a bolt of lightning and knocked Hunter’s ghost out of him.”
Kelly tried not to laugh, she honestly did. “I’ve never heard it put that way. I’d say you knocked the shit out of him or something like that.”
“No, she was being serious. His actual spirit, or ghost got literally blown out of him by my magic. She said his ghost should have stuck around, but she couldn’t find it. She was going to just put it back in him, but his ghost was gone. She sensed that some other supernatural force took his ghost. I don’t even know where to begin looking for it. Ugh! As if I even know what a real ghost would look like, even if I did know where to look. He’s been ghost-napped.”
Kelly put the palm of her hand up, facing me like a school crossing guard ordering a car to halt. “Okay. Stop right there, Leigh. You know I would do just about anything for you, but if you’re thinking about changing us all into ghosts so we can go looking for Hunter’s ghost, the answer is no. Absolutely no fucking way am I going to become a ghost willingly.”
“Ghost-napped? Really? What the hell! Can that really happen? And why would a ghost take another ghost?”
“I have no idea, and we are not going to become ghosts. We are going to become ghost hunters.” I picked up the decanter that Marie had given me. “When we find him, we’ll put him in here and bring him back so Marie can make him whole again. Then he will wake up.”
“And then he is going to dump you.” Lindsey said flatly. “I’m just being honest, Leigh. Putting a guy in a coma by breaking his skull with a glass vase is one thing, but turning him into a ghost is going to cause a serious issue for your relationship. The resentment will pile higher than Mount Everest, but I’ll do whatever I can to help.”
Kelly shook her head. “Wow. Well, don’t ever judge me for treating men like sexual playthings. I’m always careful to have safe words in place so shit like this doesn’t happen.” She pointed to Hunter’s comatose body and his bruised forehead. “Anyway, count me in. What do we do now?”
“Marie said we’ll need a medium and a Ouija board.” I answered.
“Oh, sure, how silly of me.” Kelly quipped. “Wait a sec. You’re such a vocal Ouija board skeptic, Milton Bradley nearly slapped a cease and desist order on you.”
“To be fair, I never said they didn’t really work. I’m just bewildered by them, that’s all. Seriously, if there really is some magical device that allows you to communicate with the dead, I would expect it to be super rare. I’m talking having to climb a mountain, crawl in a cave, and defeat a dragon in order to get it kind of rare. You wouldn’t figure you’d be able to just pick up such a magical device at any toy store. And you wouldn’t expect them to be made by the truckload by some factory.”
Kelly took a cautious tone. “Hopefully your lack of faith won’t be a barrier to the ghosts, or that it doesn’t piss them off.”
“Can I help find a medium? I hope we can find a cute, tiny lady with a squeaky voice and quirky personality like the one on Poltergeist.” Lindsey added, only she was being serious.
I was getting a headache. “There is only one medium that I know of. And God, how I dread having to make that call.”
Lindsey was both curious and excited to find out who the medium was. “Really! You know a medium? Who?”
“Hunter’s mom.”
Kelly came over and gave me a hug. “Well, it’s been nice knowing you, Leigh. You’ve been my best friend for a long time. My condolences to your family because when Hunter’s mom sees what you did to her son...she is going to murder you and tap dance on your corpse.”
“Whatever happens, happens. I have to save Hunter and then I’ll take whatever punishment is coming my way. I’d rather have
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