“Couldn’t have put it better myself.” I couldn’t have. “Beyond the fact she kept calling Garret Barry, Garret was probably gay. At least the man longing for him is, right Goose?”
“Right, Patrick.”
I still figured he was better at ghost communication than I.
“Who are you two talking about?” Steve asked.
“A new ghost we’ve met named Davis.” I offered a brief synopsis of what had been going on.
“She didn’t even get the name right once she was told what it is.” Shelby gave me a gentle shove.
“Right? We know, Davis. We know.”
The curtain fluttered again, and Wilbur went off, like an alarm.
“They’re good spirits,” Goose assured him over the barking.
“There’s a ghost in my house?” Shelby asked.
“Seems like,” Goose told her.
“Damn. I mean…” Shelby looked all around. “Darn.”
The show came back after several more ads, and we focused in on that. “What can we do for you, Micha?” the host asked him.