It was strange to hear it but Olivia was right. There really was no other place he had seen her. Not even in her own home which solidified the fact that it wasn’t haunted and he was only being reprimanded by his own actions. Guilt loomed with him for being less than accepting of Isabelle’s interest in bringing him in rather than shutting him out like everyone else seemed to do.
The idea hit him hard.
Was that what was happening? He felt guilty for being a stupid teenager?
But he changed with the times. He did his best.
Then why was he finding Isabelle everywhere?
“There are plenty of people that like that feeling, Danny,” Olivia added, continuing to hold herself. “My Mom used to do it to me. Her nails were just long enough to give me chills and I liked the way my split ends would t
