TWENTY-SEVEN
I spent a little while flitting back and forth between Portland and my hometown, keeping an eye on Jen and Shauna, who’d moved in with my mom, on Sara, who’d started work at my hometown hospital, and on Johnny. It was fun yet frustrating watching them all from afar.
Johnny stayed at the hospital, working with Leann, continuing to live in Jayden’s guesthouse all alone.
“Hey, Sean,” he said as he came home from work.
My jaw dropped. “You can still see me?”
“f**k Sean, how many times do we have to go over this? I can see all ghosts. I can see you, I can see Cam, I can see Izzy. I’m surprised I can’t see Remy.”
“Only since Jen and Shauna left for home again,” I muttered. “Anyway, you can’t see Remy, because he found his fate,” I said, not knowing if it was entirely true. “So
