Not exactly true. I'd briefly met the ghost of one, but he hadn't been much...

Not exactly true. I'd briefly met the ghost of one, but he hadn't been much help.
A moment of silence as she studied me through the mirror. my stutter fell away. She drove for a minute, the silence heavy. Then her gaze rose to the mirror again, meeting mine. she whispered, staring at me. Hearing her words and seeing her expression, I knew Derek had been right last night. I'd just done something worse than raising the dead-I'd confirmed her worst fears about us.