Stories by S. H. Marpel | Ghost Hunters-3

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She presented a far more feminine a view than I needed. Sal frowned at her, and Jude sat back up. “I couldn’t help it, sis. This is just a great comforter. We should get one.” “So you can just get a certain someone under it?” “Well, the thought had crossed my mind...” I sipped my coffee in silence, smiling at these two. If we went into business, it would be a very interesting time, for sure. Their banter was amusing. I hadn’t talked this much in months, let alone with a matched pair of good-looking gals. Sal looked at me. “So, what do you think?” “Well, the transportation is fine. But you said there might be dangers. I take that fireball would have been the end of us?” Jude said, “You, certainly. Us, not so much. But uncomfortable, for sure.” Sal added. “Of course, there’s training

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