“Did you hear the modem sound when you did miracles?” Zane asked.
“What modem sound?”
“Like an old computer modem. Only it’s made of human voices.”
“All I heard was someone breathing. At first I thought maybe it was God. But then I realized it sounded a lot like my ex-boyfriend. So I tried not to think about it too much.”
Zane didn’t know what to say to that. He rubbed his face with his hands and stared up at the sky. This wasn’t going like he had expected. He wasn’t even sure what he wanted from her. His phone vibrated in his pocket but he ignored it.
“Is this all you raised me from the dead for?” Agnes asked. “It hardly seems worth it.”
“How do you do a real miracle?” Zane asked, still gazing up at the sky.
“What do you mean, ‘a real miracle’?”
“Something life or death, something
