Chapter 60

Back in the room, I rushed to the bathroom where I began to gather my toiletries and wondered how much it would cost to call a cab to bolt all the way back to Narita. And would I be able to tolerate another reckless driver and where in the world was my amber oil vial?

A soft knock on the door abruptly halted my frenzied search and my body froze in place.

Uh? Do ghosts knock?

I guess they don't, since immediately after the knocking Isamu's voice came through, muffled by the thickness of the wooden sliding door.

"Are you in there?"

Yes, but not for long, I thought.

"Porzia?"

I sighed, "Yes, I am. Come in."

Panic must have been smeared all over my face. One look at me and he knew. "Porzia! What happened? Did you see the ghost? You look so scared!" He stepped in and slid the door shut. "I went by the studio and Nabe-san told me you had left."

"Because the last time I loved he died." In a nutshell, I recapped centuries of lives.