Laura Duerr
Tamara would never tell anyone how she learned to summon her sister’s ghost, nor would she tell the means by which she obtained her sister’s bones to work the spell. Three years had passed since the murder. She could answer questions about that part—yes, Sofia was home alone; yes, Tamara had been the one to find her; no, they never caught the killer, there wasn’t enough evidence to charge either of the two men who’d been suspected—but she deflected all questions about how she was coping. Maybe their mother had managed to forgive the murderer, but Tamara didn’t think she ever would.
Mom had said she no longer needed to know who killed Sofia. Tamara couldn’t think about anything else.
General consensus on the web pages she’d visited said the summoning required three components
