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a little surprised that I’m speechless, too, actually.” She wiped her mouth with a napkin, then ran her finger through the crumbs on her plate. “Well?”
    “Well, what?”
    “Are you going to tell me about it?”
    “Do you believe me?”
    “You did not seriously just ask me that.”
    I smiled at my friend. “I love you.”
    “Who doesn’t? Now tell me everything.”
    So I did. I filled her in on my Ma sightings, but didn’t really go into the conversations we had because only one friend in this relationship could lose their mind at a time, and since I’d already been awarded that honor, I didn’t want to push the limit with her sanity.
    “Wow...wow. That’s amazing, and scary at the same time.”
    “It’s not like I’m being haunted by Drew Peterson or something.”
    “Drew Peterson isn’t dead.”
    “He’s not?”
    “Nope. But Jeffrey Dahmer is.”
    “Oh, yikes. Definitely don’t want to be haunted by him.”
    “Probably nobody would."
    “It’s just strange. I mean, it’s my mom, and she’s dead, but she’s here.”
    Mel surveyed the kitchen. “Is she here now?”
    I laughed. “No. At least I don’t think so. It’s not like she comes around every day for coffee. Sometimes I can see her out of the corner of my eye, but when I turn to look at her, she’s gone. Sometimes we talk or actually, we bicker, like we did when she was alive. Between us, I’m not sure which is more alarming.”
    “Probably the part where she’s lurking in the corner of your eye. Bickering was the norm for you two.”
    “You really do believe me, don’t you?”
    “Of course I do. And don’t worry, when Jake has you institutionalized, I promise to visit you and bring cheesecake and cupcakes.”
    She took a drink of coffee. “So she actually talks to you?”
    “Yup.”
    “What does she say? Did she tell you there’s a Heaven? Has she been there?” She paused, and took a deep breath. “This is amazing, Ang.”
    “I know. It’s unbelievable, really. She told me there is a light, and she went to it but she came back.”
    “She came back? Why?”
    “She said she has unfinished business.”
    “What unfinished business?”
    “Beats me. She sort of left that part out.”
    “Well, cripes. What else did she say? Tell me everything.”
    So I did. I also filled her in on Josh and his ability to see Ma, too. She asked if Jake knows. “I told him about the first time, and Josh told us both about her coming to him, but he thinks it’s our grief. You know Jake. He doesn’t really believe in things he can’t touch or feel.”
    Mel rolled her eyes. “Men. They’re so closed minded. You’d think with two heads they’d have enough brain matter to see things differently.”
    “I think their one head takes up so much of their thought processes it restricts the other one from proper blood flow.”
    We both laughed and took another cupcake. I was pretty sure I’d throw up later, but I didn’t really care.
    We finished off another piece of cheesecake and headed down to the basement to go through my mother’s things.
    “Is she here? You need to tell me if she shows up."
    I made a big deal of checking under my mother’s bed and behind her dresser. “Well, she’s not under the bed and I don’t see her...oh, wait. She’s here. There she is, right behind you. Hi, Ma." I waved my arms like an idiot.
    Mel turned her head and checked behind her, then turned back and smacked my arm. “That’s cruel. Just tell me if she shows up, okay? I just want to know.”
    “Yes, ma’am.”
    She laughed and then surveyed the room full of Ma’s stuff. “So what do you plan to do with all of this?”
    “I don’t know. Give most of it to Goodwill, I guess.”
    We sat on the floor and stared at what little was left of Ma’s things. A queen-sized bed, a dresser, chest of drawers and two matching nightstands, two TVs, six or seven large moving boxes, and maybe ten hatboxes full of stuff was all that was left of my mother.