Even Robert had resurfaced and forced his negativity on her. Maybe the entities were attracted to her self-doubt and vulnerability, the same as Robert. The phantoms had raged against her to grow the seeds of negativity that would expel her from their home. It was now their turn to experience expulsion; Gypsy resolved to have this place clear no later than this time tomorrow.
A soft knock on the kitchen door made Gypsy look up from her book. She smiled at the two grinning faces at the window and waved them in. One look at Heather, and they knew that there was no time to waste.
“They are more powerful than I expected,” said Citadel. Justin nodded his head in agreement.
The psychics draped their jackets on the two remaining kitchen chairs and sat down.
“What happened?” asked Justin.
“I’m
