I nodded. Taking notes, organizing clippings—it was easy enough. “Certainly I’ll help you,” I said.
He held up a finger. “Ah—I haven’t finished. Don’t agree just yet. You said you have no opinion on the existence of ghosts.”
“I’ve certainly never seen one,” I conceded.
His smile was like sun breaking through the clouds.“How lucky for you, then. Because you’re going to see one this week. For me.”