I can’t believe I haven’t posted much lately. I was doing so well. Things have been so hectic lately what with the ghost and everything. I know, I know, I was supposed to continue the story of the ghost and tell you what she wanted from me. And I will, just… not tonight I’m afraid.

I’m only home for a few minutes right now and then I’m off to help Dad interview a dead guy. Mom was supposed to go but she got called out of town on some kind of Wiccan emergency. She was tight-lipped about it, but when the coven calls, she has to go. We’re used to it. So Liam is downstairs in the truck waiting for me while I gather up a few things. Some stones, a raven’s feather (Dad was out of them) and duct tape. No the duct tape isn’t involved in a raising ritual but the gearshift knob fell off in my truck and I thought I could MacGuyver it back on until I have time to glue it or something

Crap, there the horn. Liam’s so impatient. I’ll write about the ghost soon, I promise.