“What are we looking at?” Carrie finally asked.
“Nothing,” Goose told her. “I was hoping we’d freed Daniel, so he could get back to his afterlife. Apparently, there’s more to be done, which is okay, too, because now, he won’t be up there without Jefferson again.”
Rip brushed Goose’s cheek. “Sorry, Bro-ford. So, how was your day, Carrie?”
“It was amazing,” she said. “I met a girl.”
That bit of news gave us something else to focus on for a bit.
Carrie’s new friend had come by the rec center while Carrie was rehearsing with the kids.
“Her name is Nami. She’s so cool.” Carrie beamed. “She stayed all afternoon and said she would drop by again. I can’t wait for you all to meet her. Maybe she can come for a Rip barbecue sometime.”
“Sure,” he said.
“Nami’s psychic, like you, Goose. She tal
