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Household Demons
For a second or two, Hazel only stared at me. Then she seemed to find her voice and said, “You want to do what?”
“I need to get inside this wall and see what’s going on in there.”
That declaration earned me an emphatic head shake. “Selena, this house is more than a hundred years old. That’s plaster and lath you’re talking about, not drywall. You’d need a crowbar to open it up.”
Right. I hadn’t even stopped to think about that aspect of the situation, since I’d be the first to admit I wasn’t exactly what you could call an expert when it came to old houses. I quickly ran down the list of items in my car that might help in this particular situation and came up with exactly one. “Would a tire iron work?”
Her eyes widened even further. “You’re seriously going to tear u
